Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

My CEO 115

115 Doubt is a Killer (Winona)

Later that day, Dr. Green called to say that Abby could come home tomorrow, and her surgery was still scheduled for one month's time. Mixed feelings wash over me.

I can't believe five months have passed already.

So much of that time was blissful in Santa Monica with Jayden and Abby, a bubble of happiness that now feels like a distant dream.

But it wasn't reality. I see that now. The fantasy we lived was just that-a fantasy.

Lisa is coming to talk about the weather again. Maybe we can't talk about anything much, but her being here makes my life slightly bearable.

Having lost my freedom to come and go, I realize just how much of life I took for granted. Simple things like a walk in the park or grabbing coffee with a friend seem like luxuries now.

On the other hand, I have felt quite safe within these walls. I'm not sure what's going on in the world of the media, but I'm sure this case is still alive and well, not to mention the tumultuous life of the Brennan billionaires. I'd give anything to just walk away, to disappear, and for no one to know who I am anymore.

The doorbell rings, breaking my train of thought. I look at the nearest screen and see it's Lisa and Sheila. I open the door and give Lisa a hug. "Come in. How long are you here for?"

"I have an hour," she replies, her smile warm but tinged with concern.

"Great. But let's not talk about the weather or I'll die of boredom."

We go into the sitting room and Sheila takes her laptop and sits in the far corner, her presence a constant reminder of my restricted life.

"What will we talk about then?" Lisa asks, settling into the couch.

"Your love life?" I suggest, trying to keep the mood light.

"Non-existent," she says with a shrug.

"Really?"

"Lance and I go out a bit, but we're still

with benefits?" I tease, raising

on my couch incredibly

knowing

lips. "How's Abby?" "She's recovering

going to visit her later. I miss

Doubt is

"She

that,"

+25 BONUS

I want us to go on a trip." Sheila clears her throat to remind us not to talk about the case in any

be too broke for that. I'll need to start making some

something in no time,"

brings us coffee and snacks. "I'll have

only hope,"

reassured her. "I've been eating three meals a

a small cake into her mouth. "Mmmm mmm. You should be in the

smile. She's hovering and she never

she says, sitting down

it?" I

Anne says,

to

me far too well.

my problem. Go on," I

you and Abby need me too," she

of you. You've done so much for me and Abby. Above and beyond the call

you need your

I'll stay to help Abby see

both?" I