Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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161 Mother and Child

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161 Mother and Child

(Winona)

The words hit me. Is he just playing mind games? A sibling? My mind reels, trying to process what he's saying. "My mother... She had another child? To you?"

"Yeah, a year after you left," he says, almost gleefully. I was done raising kids by then and done with supplying her drug habit, no one wanted to pay for her services anymore."

I stare at him. What a monster.

"Yeah, surprised your mother was a whore, are ya?" He grins. "She wasn't even good at that. Crying every time. Men want some fire, some passion."

I didn't ever think my heart could break any harder than it already had over the years. But it did. The sudden realization that I was just too young to realize. He was the reason my mother had a drug habit. He kept her that way so he could pimp her out. If I could ever kill anyone with no regrets, it's this person in front of me now.

"One kid was bad enough, and I wasn't about to waste the rest of my life on another. So, I left. Don't know what happened to them, and I don't care. The house needed bulldozing anyway."

As I sit there, the past comes rushing back-the house, if you could even call it that. Steve inherited it from his parents, but by the time I was old enough to remember, it was a rundown mess.

scurried at night, their squeaking and scratching

old mattresses thrown on the floor where I slept, a beat-up couch in the living

about as he drank and threw his empties all over the floor. The dining set, such as it was, never saw a meal. We

was

alone. The thought makes my skin crawl. Did

my voice trembling with the weight of everything I'm remembering. "In that hellhole, pregnant and alone. How could

her a house! You women are never happy.

I needed a life too." problem anymore. I did my time,

her to

the kid, not me. I wasn't going to stick around

H

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off, but you left your pregnant wife in

sure as hell didn't protect her. You're a coward, Steve. A selfish, cowardly leach who doesn't deserve to

me, his face hardening. "You think you're better than me now, don't you? With

and

rich boyfriend. But you can't erase where you come

bet your bigshot boyfriend doesn't know where you really came from. He wouldn't touch you if

I pull my hand back and land the hardest slap I've ever given anyone on his face. Every drop of hatred and disgust I have for him is in that slap. My hand rings in pain