Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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83. Saving Winona

85 Saving Winona (Jayden)

I glance into the window of the hospital room and see Ashlyn, laying there. Her face is devoid of emotion, her expression blank. There are no tears, no redness around her eyes, nothing to indicate the trauma of losing a baby.

Surely no one would go so far as to frame someone else, even to the extent of losing their own child? Perhaps, Ashlyn's capacity for manipulation really knows no bounds.

My biggest question is, how much of this has my mother been involved in?

I know Ashlyn intimately, and she's always been dramatic, always excessively theatrical when it comes to dealing with personal matters, particularly concerning Winona and me.

My only option now is honesty, this marriage must end, regardless of the circumstances.

Baby or no baby, continuing this marriage is impossible. In hindsight, I should never have rushed into this union.

I thought we could somehow make it work, but the ongoing saga with Winona has affected Ashlyn more than I had realized, and it's clear now she requires professional help.

I enter the room, approaching her bed with a heavy heart. "Ashlyn." I start, my voice laced with a resignation that feels both freeing and deeply sad.

She suddenly sits up, her movements quick, and throws her arms around me. "Jayden, oh God, Jayden. I'm so sorry. The baby is gone," she sobs into my shoulder. ternally I feel

meant to be," I reply gently,

arms from around my neck and sit down beside her, creating a small but significant

you Winona wanted to hurt me,"

you here in Santa Monica? How did you know where

eyes now look flat and emotionless again. "I

at Palisades Park?" I press, not

around, and there you were," she

I counter, my skepticism

broken my neck, not just my arm!" She gestures to her bruises and the cast

"she's going to pay. I have the money for the best prosecutor in the country, and they will prove what she's done. Until then, we can be together. Try again for a baby,"

85 Saving Winona

life together is as simple as pressing a

on my wrist tightens painfully, and for the first time, genuine emotion flashes in her eyes-panic." No! Jayden, you can't mean that. That was a stupid mistake. You're all I have left. Without you, without our baby, I might as well be dead!"

down my spine. This is the Ashlyn I know too well-the one who manipulates emotions to bend situations to her

loosen her grip from

tears suddenly streaming down her face as if summoned at will. "If you leave me, I swear, Jayden, I'll kill

she rips out the cannula drip from her arm, blood spurting from the freshly opened vein, painting a stark contrast against the pale hospital

sight, her desperation manifesting physically, and yet part of me questions the authenticity of her distress. I step back, distancing myself from the bed as medical personnel burst into the room. Her eyes are large and wild now and she screams. "We need to calm her down," a

now frantically looking around, perhaps for an