Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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123 A Fire Woman

123 A Free Woman

(Winona)

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The paramedics load Jayden into the ambulance, their movements quick and precise. Their faces are grim as they work to stabilize him. The bleeding has stopped, but he's lost so much blood.

I think most of it is on me, soaked in my clothes, making my hands sticky. I don't care about the mess, though. I only care about him, lying there so still and pale. "Please, let me ride with him," I beg one of the paramedics, my voice trembling and desperate. "I need to be with him. He needs to know I'm here for him."

"I'm sorry, ma'am," the paramedic replies, his tone gentle but firm, like he's used to delivering bad news." We need all the space we can get to work on him. It's critical. Every second counts." My heart is being ripped out of my chest as they shut the ambulance doors. "But he took the bullet for me," I whisper, tears streaming down my face. "I can't let him go alone. He can't be alone." The paramedic's eyes soften, showing a flicker of empathy. "We'll take good care of him, I promise. But right now, we need to focus on getting him to the hospital as quickly as possible. Meet us there." I watch helplessly as they close the doors of the ambulance, feeling a part of me being sealed away with them.

Jayden's pale face is the last thing I see before the doors shut, and the ambulance speeds away, sirens blaring, cutting through the air like a knife.

I don't even know if I can go to the hospital. I mean what goes on now with my detention?

Gordon comes up beside me, his expression full of sympathy and determination, "I'll drive you to the hospital," he says, his voice steady and reassuring. "We'll be right behind them, I promise." "C. can I go?"

"Winona, after this, there will be no case against you. My team has already set the wheels in motion to get word to the Santa Monica judge. You'll be a free woman again. Ashlyn will be locked up. I'll stay with you until we get official word."

Numbly, I nod, allowing him to guide me to his car. Every second feels like an eternity, the fear of losing Jayden for good makes me realize how much he's still ingrained into my soul.

hospital like this." My sobs start. "But what if he dies while I'm showering?

cover most of it. Let's just get there and you can get cleaned up once you know Jayden

"Okay."

through a big ordeal. They'll

thought of losing him is unbearable. When

a moment of clarity, cutting through all the confusion

can't do

a familiar cell phone. It's Jayden's, it must have come out of his pocket, or he had it in his hand before he leapt

so badly that I almost drop it again. As a mother, I know what. I have to do. I

number. My finger hovers over the call button as I hesitate for a moment. This isn't going to be easy, but it's necessary. She has to know. She has

know how much she loves Jayden and I

my ear. It rings once, twice, three times. Each ring feels like a lightning strike to my already fragile

mind races with thoughts of what to say,

Finally, the call connects.

and concerned, and I can tell she's been worried. It's the first time I've ever heard her sound genuinely anxious. "Thank God you're okay. Did they

I say, my voice

silence on the other end is deafening, stretching on as I gather the strength to continue. I glance at Gordon as we walk to his car. He gives me a nod of encouragement, his eyes filled with

breath, preparing myself to deliver

take no pleasure from that. I know how it feels to think your only child may

up with a gun. The bullet was meant for me. Jayden jumped in front

me my son is dead." I can hear the rawness

going to St Michael's in

took a