Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

My CEO 151

151 Can't Get Past It (Winona)

I feel like I've been hit by a truck. My head's pounding, my stomach's churning, and every sound stabs into my skull. I groan, pressing my hand to my forehead as I sit up in bed.

The memories of last night come flooding back-the party, the drinks, the argument.

God, the argument.

Anne stayed over with Bobby and Sarah. I hope they never heard us arguing like that. The kids are playing downstairs, their laughter bubbling upwards. It's the only bright spot in my day so far.

I pull on a robe and drag myself down to the kitchen, where the smell of coffee isn't helping my nausea.

"Good afternoon." Anne glances up from the table, her eyes sharp. "You look like hell," she says, handing

me a mug.

"Feel like it, too," I mutter, taking a sip and wincing. Even the usual coffee tastes too strong. I wince." Afternoon?" I look at the clock on the wall. "Shit, it's almost three in the afternoon!"

I heard Jayden slam the door when he left around three in the morning," Anne says, her voice probing but gentle. "Are you okay?"

I sigh, leaning against the counter. "We argued. Badly. I said a lot of things I shouldn't have."

Anne studies me for a moment, then asks, "were any of those things true?"

the delivery was a bit rough, on both accounts. We

least everything is out there now," Anne says, her tone practical. "You can't deal with anything

but she's right. "Yeah, I guess. I just hope the kids didn't hear any of

the argument so neither could they. I just heard

slam."

"That's a relief."

all three kids out for a bit. You should get some more rest, or at least take a shower. You look

on things together if you both want this. It's not going

I'm still standing here, trying to piece together the mess I'm facing, when there's a knock on the door. Please don't be Jayden. I just

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and Lisa rushes in like a tornado, her usual larger-than-life

glowing after a night with your sexy fiancé, not looking like you got dragged through a hedge backwards.

a weak smile. "Yeah, well, he is partially

floor with a thud. "Oh? Spill. Did he not perform, or did you two just get too drunk to

help but laugh, even though it makes my head hurt. "We got drunk and cared too much... We argued. About him having sex

forward, suddenly serious.

he was with was Ashlyn. It just... it got into my head, and I kept picturing it. I told him hoping he'd understand and he got angry. Really angry." "That's

crazy to think about Ashlyn and him and needed therapy. Okay, he said

a low whistle. "So, even though Ashlyn's

""Pretty much," I mutter.

to like this, but you need to deal with those

cushions. "I just... I don't know how to let it