Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

My CEO 165

165 Sisters Meet (Winona)

I glance around the living room. There's a peninsula bench dividing the space. Over that, the small kitchen. I know up the hall there are two bedrooms, but I was never allowed in those. If I ever did peak in, I got a beating. Now I know why. It's the same layout. The same place!

But I can see the signs of care-clean dishes stacked in the sink corner, fresh flowers in a chipped vase. Furnishings that are older but not the trash we once had here. She's been trying. It's not much, but it's something Somehow, amongst the dilapidated structure, this place looks and feels like a home. Not my home but a home.

I can't help but wonder how she's made ends meet all these years. It's been over eighteen years.

"I got help. Did some courses. Learned how my experience could help me help others. I do social work part time. It isn't much but we live simple lives." It's like she's read my mind.

I nod. "That's great."

"I can't work any more hours because of the trauma I suffered. I can only do a few a week and I get some government money."

I let out my breath. Thank God she stopped doing what he was making her do.

""Your sister-" she starts to say, but then the door swings open.

A young woman walks in, she'd be eighteen now, I guess. I stare at her, not really knowing what to say.

She's got a tough look, street-wise, part of the hood-worn jeans, a leather jacket, dark eyeliner smudged around her eyes.

She stops in her tracks when she sees us, her eyes narrowing as they flick between me and Jayden.

"Whatever you're selling, we don't need it. Fuck off."

"Cass! Language! We have guests."

Cass rolls her eyes hard. "Sorry, Mom." Her sarcasm is full throttle.

they then?

eyes Jayden hard and then studies me. "Wait. Aren't

pants? And you..." She points at me, "weren't you arrested for

clicks her fingers, "got it, you killed

"Cass"

true ain't it? More money

up and Cass takes a

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This

you. Doesn't explain why you're slumming it here away from

world."

I am or not. Maybe she just wants me to leave again.

but she recovers quickly, crossing her arms over her

talk later." Mom tells

"Whatever. I

again. "I didn't

think you're gonna come in here and play big

sure what I'd find here. But I wanted to come and see. It's

listen to

that we've met you, maybe we can get to know you better.

"Pffft. Like hell. I'm not that hard up

mouth but I can tell

fight. I am trying to

coming to terms with things when you're hooked up with a billionaire. My heart fucking bleeds for

a long moment, her

like him. Exactly the way he used to do it. A coldness runs down my spine. She may have never met him but she's a lot like him. As much as I look