Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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(Jayden)

"What!? How do you know they never had sex?"

"I asked. Not hard to get information, you know."

"So, what the hell am I supposed to do?" I ask, frustration boiling over. "She threw it in my face, like I can just erase the past. I can't."

"Maybe start by not throwing a tantrum when she brings it up," Lance says bluntly. "You've got to understand where she's coming from. And for fuck's sake, stop acting like she's accusing you of something you didn't do. You did it, so own it."

I rub my temples, trying to ease the thumping. "And what about you, huh? You're sitting here pining after Lisa like a goddamn schoolboy who won't admit he's in love with the only woman in the world who can possibly put up with him."

He snorts. "Nice try. Actually, I'm meant to be playing golf with Phillip today, pity."

"Phillip?" I scoff. "You're telling me you're pining over missing out on golf with Phillip?"

Lance laughs, "At least I'm not living in denial like you are."

"Denial?" I snap. "What the hell am I in denial about?"

"You're scared that Winona's never going to get over what happened with Ashlyn, and that scares the shit out of you. So instead of dealing

a punch to the gut, but I refuse to show it. "And you're scared

narrow, and for a second, I think I might've gone too

your head out of your ass before you lose the only person who may be able to keep

can't keep pretending like everything's fine when

when she's throwing Ashlyn in your face. You

sigh, knowing he's right. "Yeah, well, it's easier said than

I

her-you'll figure it out. And if that means

a bitter laugh.

with a grin. "And you'd better believe I'll keep calling you that until you stop being one. I refuse to cup your balls and tell you it's not your

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balls."

small smile tugging at the corner of my mouth. "You're a

that?"

that's why you love me," he says, winking. "Now, go figure out your shit with Winona. And maybe, just maybe, I'll figure

"He d

eighteen holes. It's nice to have

while. I know he's just reminding me of the fact

ever beat

just throw

you win."

help me, Lance. I swear I will make that first

bet money off you because you will never land

need is a scotch on the rocks." He stands up and goes to