Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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136 So Frustrating (Winona)

The past week has been a whirlwind of emotions. Jayden's recovery is progressing well, and he's now able to sit up and has taken a few steps on his own. He's been allowed to go home to continue his recovery.

This should be a time of joy and relief, but I feel a knot of anxiety in my stomach.

I glance at the invitation in my hand, my heart sinking. "Engagement Party for Jayden and Winona!" it reads in bold letters. My stomach churns. Anne gave it to me. I knew nothing about this party.

I find Jayden in the living room, talking animatedly with Lance. He looks up, smiling when he sees me, but his smile fades when he notices the look on my face.

"Winona, what's wrong?" he asks, his eyebrow raised.

I hold up the invitation, my hand trembling. "What's this, Jayden? An engagement party? You didn't even ask me!"

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Lance awkwardly excuses himself, sensing the tension. Jayden's expression shifts from concern to frustration. "I thought it would be a nice surprise. I wanted to celebrate us, our future."

"A surprise?" I echo, my voice rising. "You think throwing an engagement party without talking to me first is a nice surprise? Jayden, this is a huge decision! You can't just make plans like this without me."

"I wanted to do something special for us. I

Jayden," I say, trying to keep my voice steady. "You didn't think. You just assumed I'd be okay with

old Jayden would do, before our car accident. I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt, but

the big deal is really. We're having a party anyway." He

consider my feelings, my opinion. You made decisions for us without including me." I

"I thought things had changed for us. That we're together now,

consulting me about things that concern us both. That's what you used to do before we had the car

different now." His

takes a step closer, his voice low and intense. "I love you, Winona. I'm trying to make things right between us. I've

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your honesty," I say, my voice breaking. "But it isn't enough if you don't respect me and my opinions. This is our life, Jayden. We need to make these decisions

fists, clearly struggling to keep his temper in check. "I just wanted to do something nice. I thought you'd be happy. Why do

but you need to understand that we're a

the aftermath of our argument hangs heavily between us. Jayden looks away, his jaw tight. "Fine," he mutters. "We'll

feeling a pang of guilt. "It's not about canceling the party, Jayden. It's about us communicating

the anger in his eyes replaced by a look of resignation. "You're right. I'm sorry, Winona. I should have talked

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