Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

My CEO 203

203 Atoning The Past (Jayden)

I move closer to Ashlyn's bed. I'm not here to wallow in self-pity or be overwhelmed by emotions. This is about making sure my child survives. I look at Ashlyn's pale face, and I feel a surge of determination. I'll do whatever it takes. "You're not going anywhere," I murmur as I touch her abdomen. "You've got a life ahead of you, and I'm. going to make damn sure you get to live it. Your mom wants you to live, so that's what you're going to do. Live." The door opens again.

I straighten up and look. A suited man has his head in the doorway. "My Brennan. Can we talk? I'm Detective Harris. I'm investigating what has happened at the facility today."

"Yes, of course." I walk out to the corridor with him. "So, you're investigating Ashlyn Carter's,

He turns to me, sizing me up. "I am."

"Is this internal or external?"

"External. Why?"

"I don't want any cover ups."

"Do you think the facility needs to cover up anything?"

"I don't know, maybe. But that's your job to find out, isn't it."

"Yes. Do you mind answering some questions?"

"No problem but I'd prefer to have my lawyer present."

"I see. That seems a little paranoid."

I shrug. "I don't believe for a second that this was an accident."

"Right now, we're

fall?

be with Ashlyn, with the baby. Can we book a time with my lawyer at my home office tomorrow?" "I'm a very busy man,

do this on purpose. Not with the

wanted this baby

promises, his tone professional. I'll call you tomorrow with a time, but can

203 Atoning The Past

+25 BONUS

good. I'll

Ashlyn's room, everything hits me. I'm angry-no, I'm fucking

my

cloud my judgment. If she

hear me, but I need to

it with mine. It feels cold, lifeless, and it only makes the words harder to form,

I should've seen what was happening with my mother, with Judy. But I didn't want to admit it. I didn't want to see that she was manipulating us, that she was using you to control me." I take a deep breath as the words begin to pour

son she wanted me to be. But I was wrong. I was so wrong. I realize now, I never wanted to be that son. I'd broken away from her

"I loved you, Ashlyn. I did. But

her hand, hoping that somehow that will help her hear what I

me, and I didn't know how to handle it. I started remembering things, moments, feelings,

for any sign that she

keep loving you, to make it work, but I had to be honest with myself. I couldn't change what I felt for Winona. It was always there, deep down, and it just got too much

my voice thick with emotion. I'm sorry for the part I played in all the crap that's happened over the years. I should've been better, for you, for us.

"Thank you for wanting our baby to live, despite everything. I know you

"I promise you, I'll do whatever it takes to make sure

my cheeks are wet and

them so much they would sacrifice their right to be a mother