Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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154 Good Riddance Judy (Winona)

The private airstrip stretches out before us, a vast expanse of concrete bordered by high fences and dotted with sleek, black security vehicles.

Nexus Global's logo gleams on the side of the jet, recognisable in every country on this planet, a reminder of the juggernaut that Gus's empire is.

Gus is outside his jet, overseeing the luggage being loaded. He's in control over every aspect of the flight. Just like his life. His calm, methodical demeanor is unsettling. You can never read Gus. Outside he's calm and controlled. But I'm under no illusions of the steps he'd have taken to get to where he is now.

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That includes leaving his only son to be raised in an abusive household as punishment to Judy refused to go to Europe with him and slept with his brother.

This man can make miracles happen, but he can also rain down the fires of Hell without a second thought. This man is Jayden's father.

Do we truly choose to be the person we want to be or does the gene pool have the last say?

Nexus Global isn't just a company-it's a colossal force that dominates industries worldwide.

in the back of my mind, feeding my anxieties about what Judy

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traipsing off to Europe for a damn all expenses paid pleasure trip. She has a plan.

on her cheeks. Judy, who's always been so composed, so impervious to the emotions of

Abby. I do believe she is going to miss her

been a wonderful grandma to Abby and has respected my wishes all the way through to keep Abby's

to take anything Judy does at face value. I don't know, this might be paranoia' and perhaps something I can deal with in therapy. How do I just get on with life when there's so many deadly people in it I can never trust? It's impossible really. I sigh,

to decorate my castle walls." "Are you really going to live in a castle like a queen?" Abby's

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Grandma? I'll miss you.

hand, I hope she doesn't change her mind and stay. There's a certain sense of freedom knowing she won't be breathing down my neck on a daily basis. "Abby, sweetheart," Judy begins, brushing a strand of hair out of

me go again. You and daddy and I will always be together, you'll see." She whispers but I can

the world around me narrows, shrinking down to

I can't let it show-I can't let Judy see that she's gotten to

as neutral as possible. Is it a threat? A promise? Or just another one of Judy's

eating me alive. I want to scream, to grab Abby and run, but I know that would only play

can't afford to lose control, not now. Therapy starts tomorrow and I want to give it a real chance. Abby's brow furrows. "But Grandma, why do you

I want to vomit.