Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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(Jayden)

I

"A hall pass?" I repeat, feeling my voice catch in my throat like I've been punched.

She stops pacing, turning to face me with her arms crossed defensively. Her eyes are wide.

I can tell she's still way too far gone from last night, there's something dead serious behind those glassy

eyes.

"Yeah. A hall pass. I mean, if I'm really gonna marry you, I need to... you know... figure some things out."

I blink, staring at her like she just told me she's considering a career as a rodeo clown. "Is this Lisa's idea?"

"No." "Really?"

She groans, throwing her head back dramatically before letting out a loud sigh. "Jayden, I've only ever been with you! What if... what if you're like, the worst in bed and I just don't know it because I've got nothing to compare it to?" I can't help it, I snort. "I can assure you, I'm not the worst-

She cuts me off, waving her hand in the air like she's swatting away a fly. "Self-praise is no recommendation!"

Then she hiccups, followed by an awkward giggle that makes her sound like a drunk cartoon character. I watch her, half-amused, half-stunned as she continues.

And I just don't know it." She wiggles her

"Winona, seriously?"

if it's the punchline to a joke. "I mean, what if I'm missing out on some... some massive, life-changing experience out there because I've only ever had you?" I take a deep breath, trying to calm the rising jealousy

yell at he

other part... the part of me that's been through hell with her, knows I have to stay calm. I mean, when I think

it. You're... confused, or whatever.

with tears, and before I could process what's

live with you

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don't have a

know?" She yells and cries

of my nose, trying not to laugh at the sheer insanity of this conversation. "I can't believe this is happening right

she tries to pull herself together. "You just... you

and I'm settling for, like, bottom- shelf tequila when I could be drinking top-shelf vodka? What if I

with her drunken logic. "Bottom-shelf

"I mean... you've never been bad,

an eyebrow. "You're seriously asking for a hall pass because you're worried I

again, and she nods,

dud in

myself. But I

God." I want to be mad,

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