Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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(Winona)

"What the hell are you doing here?" The words slip out before I can stop them. I'm too on edge to care about politeness right now.

"Is that any way to greet your daughter's grandmother?" Judy's voice is all syrupy sweetness, but her eyes -those cold, calculating eyes-are scanning me, taking in every detail. Gus gives me an apologetic smile. "I told her you didn't like surprises."

"Abby's at school," I say, crossing my arms. "And we have plans after, so..."

"So?" Judy cuts in, her tone sharp. "So we'll wait. I'd love to catch up with you, Winona. Maybe we can chat while we wait for Abby to come home?"

I do not want her near my mother.

Is this coincidence that Steve is in town and Judy shows up?

I'm not mentioning a word about anything. Not Jayden, not Steve and definitely not Ashlyn.

I stand my ground.

"Maybe I can help," Judy offers, her voice too eager. "I could pick Abby up from school, like I used to. Spend some time with her while you handle your plans." "No," I say, too quickly. "Abby has a friend's birthday party."

Judy's eyes narrow slightly. "I see."

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tightens, but she doesn't argue. "Of

throat, glancing at Judy. "We'll

another time. Soon." Then she turns and walks away,

"Soon.

the door, leaning against it for a moment as I try to

does

the middle of something important. However, I know I also

builds in my shoulders. I refuse to let any of this trigger me. I need to talk to someone, get some advice. But who? Jayden's gone, and I don't

Gordon Brown's number. He's been a solid ally,

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me some insight, help me figure out my next

how his mind works-he thrives on conflict, on pushing people to their limits. If he thinks I'm trying to outmaneuver him, he'll double down, make things

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can't risk that. I need to handle this

fear control me. I've faced worse than this before, and I've survived. I'm stronger now, more capable. I won't let Steve take that away from me. Not again. But even as I tell myself that, a dark voice in the back of

my hand, startling me. I glance down and see a

worry. I got you. Talk soon. Love

text back a quick reply, telling him to be safe

my phone on the kitchen counter, figuring I'll grab a quick shower to clear my

savor each last drop cascading over me. But I need to hit the road, so I dry and dress and go to the kitchen to grab

my kitchen. "Oh, having

to let you know I'm skipping going out today." Her voice sounds worn out. "I want to take something to help me sleep. I'm just so tired