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."

for the

but she

throat, glancing at Judy. "We'll see

still locked on mine. "Yes, another time. Soon." Then she turns and walks

I say casually. "Soon. For

for a moment as

much does Judy

won't answer, not if he's in the middle of something important. However, I know I also have to tell him his mother is back in the country. I

need to talk to someone, get some advice. But who? Jayden's gone, and I don't want to drag Lisa into

glance at my phone again, my thumb hovering over Gordon Brown's number. He's been a solid

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some insight, help me figure out my next

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

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to handle this on my own, at least for

take a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. I can't let 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

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

on it. Don't worry. I

telling him to be safe and that

my phone on the kitchen counter, figuring I'll grab a

each last drop cascading over me. But I need to hit the road, so I dry

in my

worn out. "I want to take something to help me sleep. I'm just so tired