Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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141 Am I Doing The Right Thing? (Winona)

The next day, Judy is visiting to spend some time with Abby after picking her up from preschool for me. I'm in the kitchen preparing some snacks while Judy and Abby are in the living room chatting.

Judy's laughter and Abby's giggles fill the air, creating a seemingly perfect picture of family harmony.

As I bring out a tray of snacks, Judy looks up and smiles. "Thank you, Winona. Abby, look at these delicious treats your mom made for us."

Abby grins. "Thanks, Mommy! Yum!"

"You're welcome, Sweety," I say, admiring her work. "Go wash up before you eat."

Abby runs to the bathroom.

Judy takes a seat next to me, her expression turning more serious. "Winona, can we talk for a moment?"

I nod. "Of course, Judy. What's on your mind?"

She lowers her voice. "I've been worried about Jayden, Have you noticed how volatile he's been lately?" "Look, with all due respect, Judy. You did almost have him killed while you were trying to kill me. I think he deserves to be volatile, and more." "Point taken and I certainly expect he and I may never be in the same space again."

"He's been through a lot, Judy. It's understandable that he's having a hard time."

She nods slowly. "I know, but it's more than that. He seems... different. He flies off the handle at every little thing. He never was that bad before I don't think."

I force a smile, trying to hide my own concerns. "It's been a rough few weeks. Maybe you should have thought about his mental health before you tried to run his life for him."

as she studies me. "I know you're trying to protect him, Winona. But you can talk to me. If there's anything going on, anything you need help with, I'm

swallow hard. Not frickin' likely woman. "Thank you, Judy. I appreciate

just want what's best for Jayden and

least, but I am willing to play

and grab some

a seed of uncertainty within

he's been through, or

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we talk?" I ask, my voice

of irritation in his

to steady my nerves. "Judy mentioned that she's noticed you've been

frowns, his expression darkening. "Why are you listening to

knows you better than most people

of concern to me..." He says like he doesn't care. "... What did

just worried about you," I say carefully. "She thinks you've been more on

with a snap, his jaw tightening. "I'm fine, Winona. I don't need her or anyone

trying to understand our arguments

that like the arguments are all

you have a very strong reaction to

'stance.

don't need to talk about how

him, feeling a pang of sadness. "I'm not trying