Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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245 Home Sweet Home

(Winona)

At home, Abby zooms past me into the kitchen.

"Oh, hi, Mommy." Then she backs up and gives me a quick hug. "Gotta go, we're making cookies for Aunt Cass." Then she's gone.

"Hi Abby.." My words trail off in the wake of her energy I grin.

Their laughter echoes through the penthouse, and for a moment, I just stand here, taking it all in.

This penthouse was never designed for such family chaos, but I wouldn't trade it for anything. It feels like home.

Jayden looks up as soon as I walk in, and a smile spreads across his face, the kind of smile that makes my heart flip.

Suddenly, the heaviness I've been carrying since my session feels a little lighter. Of course, I can't ruin this wedding with my insecurities.

"Hey, you," he says, standing up and crossing the room to take me into his arms. "How was your session?"

"It was good," I reply, leaning in to kiss him on the cheek. I glance around at the chaos. "This place looks like a bomb hit it."

"I think it makes the penthouse look better," he jokes, grinning as he pulls me closer.

I laugh. "You would."

"Lucky Henry is small, or we'd barely squeeze him in. How was he doing when you left?" I ask.

"He's gained a few ounces," his voice filled with pride.

"Did they say anything about the bottle feed situation?"

Jayden nods. "We'll try again tomorrow. But this time, the doctor suggests we do it with skin-to-skin contact. He thinks that might help relax Henry a little more. I think it will go well. He was searching for something today. Turned his head when I rubbed his cheek." "Oh, wow! That's so exciting."

"You can join us?"

"Of course!" The thought of Henry thriving, of getting closer to coming home, warms me.

him feels like

can't shake.

pulling me into a hug. "I was thinking, after dinner, we could sit

sounds great," I say, my heart swelling with

can I bring up the dream now? When he's pouring

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245 Home Sweet Home

him more than anything

buzzer goes, breaking

up." Her voice

heading back to the couch, and I go to send the

intercom, "I wish I knew all I had to do was offer cookies to get you

not if you're cooking them," she

her step

from work in her chef's jacket. She beams when

Anne-made lasagna,"

a lasagna if you keep eating it like you

way

pulling her into a hug. "It's so good to see you. Come in, dinner's not ready yet, but I'm sure

at the chaos of

reply, guiding her toward the kitchen. "This is where all the

is immediately swamped by

grin he has is evident of

breathe. You three kids can

Off they go.

lasagna's in the freezer. I made enough for

"You're a lifesaver,

"You're working too hard. You

of work," I say, leaning against the counter, "how's it

many hours as a junior chef. I get a week's break just before the wedding, and I cannot wait. Plus, my passport arrived yesterday!" "That's great!" I smile. "Maybe

slightly, and I

plans. Gabriel

blink, disappointment runs through me.