Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

My CEO 254

254 I Got This

(Cass)

Gabriel and I arrive at the restaurant a little before Winona, H hand resting gently on the small of my back as we walk in.

It's a simple gesture, but it makes me feel... anchored.

in his usual smooth, confident mode, his

Like I'm the most important thing to him right now. I smile, a small flicker of warmth settling in my chest. Everything with him just feels right.

Not like with the guys I've known before-the ones who treated me like I was disposable, like I didn't

matter.

Gabriel's different. He's attentive, always making me feel like I'm the center of his world. And maybe I am. I'm starting to trust that.

We settle into our seats, Gabriel giving me this look that makes my pulse quicken. He leans in, brushing strand of my hair back, his fingers lingering a little longer than necessary

His blue eyes are soft but focused, and I feel like he's seeing all of me, not just the parts I show to the world. Now I totally get how Winona feels about Jayden. These Brennan eyes are impossible to fight against. "You look beautiful today, Cass," he says, his voice low, like it's just for me.

I blush, my heart doing a little flip. "Thanks." I can't help the way my lips twitch up. Compliments aren't something I've ever gotten used to. Especially from guys like him.

too busy being the girl who's tough, the one who gets by on street smarts and

damn, I

of the world on her shoulders. I know she's been stressed-between the wedding, Henry, and everything else, it's

her a smile, but I can see she's reading me, probably worried about me like always. We agreed she wouldn't interfere with Gabriel, but I know she still has

about work, aut the wedding. making

she

you guys all set for Cancun?" Winona asks, her tone casual, but I can see her sizing

in his chair, completely unfazed by her scrutiny. "Mia is joining us,

I 1

"Yeah,

Cuba after that, so they're taking a couple of days with us along

more time with them," I chime

U.S.?" Winona asks, her

his head. "No, they prefer home. They've enjoyed visiting, but Cuba's where

slightly, like she's gearing up for

your

and a flicker of defensiveness sparks in me. It's not that I don't get it-she's protective-but I don't need her interrogating him. Not

though? He doesn't

I'm

allows," he says calmly, locking eyes with her. waiting on my green card, and I want to invest in a business. Something that can create local jobs, but also give opportunities to immigrants. Help them

arms, clearly not convinced yet. "That sounds like a big project. I know you have to pledge a

might have to part with some shares, yes. I've had a few

in quickly, not wanting this