Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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81 Winona Don't!

(Jayden)

I watched Winona and Ashlyn near the top of the stairs at Palisades Park, their bodies locked in a struggle.

I want to intervene, but I need to stay with the kids. My mind races as I try to process what's happening.

Abby tugs at my shirt, her eyes wide with confusion and fear. "Daddy, why is Mommy hurting that lady?" she asks, her voice trembling.

Before I can respond, the officer who had just left to get coffee comes rushing back.

He sees the struggle and sprints toward them, shouting for them to stop.

The commotion has drawn a small crowd of onlookers, and my stomach knots with anxiety.

"Stay here," I tell Abby and the other kids, my voice firm but gentle. "Everything is going to be okay."

I try to keep my eyes on the scene, watching in horror as it looks like Winona is pushing Ashlyn toward the edge.

Ashlyn screams, "No, Winona! Don't!".

Then she falls, her body rolling down the steep stairs in a terrifying blur.

Winona stands there, her face a mix of shock and rage and then she grabs her head, a scream tearing. from her throat, before collapsing to the ground, "Mommy!" Abby screams, her little hands clutching at me.

I scoop her up, holding her close. "It's okay, Abby. It's going to be okay," I whisper, even though I don't believe it myself.

More police arrive on the scene, their presence adding to the chaos.

The officer who had been with us takes charge, directing the crowd and securing the area. He me pass, his expression grim.

e won't let

"I need to take Bobby and Sarah into care," he says, his voice steady. "You may need to be a witness later.

I nod, trying to stay composed. 'Okay. Just make sure they're safe. I'll see you soon, kids,

"We'll take care of them," he assures

the stairs, where

and she

she whimpers, her voice weak. "She said she'd kill

and two go to Ashlyn. They stabilize her

tried to kill me and the baby," she accuses, her

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still on the ground, cradling her head and sobbing. The police try to get her up

confusion and despair. I want to believe in her,

and I can't ignore

the officers approaches me, his face serious. "Sir, we need to

into my shoulder.

Ashlyn on the stretcher, she continues to moan about losing the baby and how she

through me like a knife. I should have seen Winona wasn't well enough to be

Her mind was at breaking

her face a mask of anguish and

handcuff her

I see the plea for understanding, the desperate

this moment, with everything falling apart around us, I don't

starts to lead her away, and she looks back at me one

okay," I say, but

near Abby. She wants

the right

read Winona her rights

do is watch. I can't help her. I can't help

cries out as they lead her

of her plea

left standing there, holding

gnaws at me. Did Winona really push Ashlyn? Honestly,

faked Winona pushing her before with the necklace. Would she sacrifice

of Winona's hands on Ashlyn haunts me, and I can't shake the fear that maybe,