Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

My CEO 261

261 Is Tonight The Night?

(Winona)

"Girl, you're killing me," Lisa says, sliding the cocktail over to me with a smirk.

I take a drink and shrug.

"You're seriously trying to act all chill about this? Like, 'Oh, I'm not even sure I'll go through with it'? Come on, Winona, you've got a hall pass. Do you know how rare that is? It's like finding a damn unicorn."

"Yeah well, when it seems too good to be true, it probably is. I can't believe that Jayden won't have a problem with it later on." I don't want to set off world war three.

"It's not like he has to know."

"What if he asks me?"

"You're under no obligation to tell him anything."

"What if he says he regrets the decision?"

If he does, it's his problem. You've been honest. He doesn't own you."

I take another sip, the alcohol smooth but strong enough to warm me from the inside out. "Maybe but it's also not compulsory," I shoot back, my lips curving into a small smile.

an eyebrow, swirling the ice in her glass. "It is compulsory. And I'm telling you right now-if you don't explore at least one option tonight with at least some hot pashing, I'm disowning you

she practically shouts, drawing a few curious looks from the nearby tables. She

I'll be just keeping

vibrating with excitement. "That's what I'm talking about. Keep your options open.

pressuring myself either way. I'll know

whisper sweet nothings in your ear, let him. You're not married yet. You've got

eyes, but I can't help the smile pulling at my

sentence."

cuter bed sheets and better food. I'm just trying to make sure you go in knowing you've seen everything else on the menu." "Speaking of the menu..."

a few guys hanging around, definitely giving

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is Temight The

my gaze, lifts his glass in a silent toast, and

its next meal. "See? That guy is practically begging for your attention. He's hot, he's Interested-what more do you

"You're ready. Trust

shrug, casually, like this whole thing

she says, leaning in, voice low and teasing, "you need to stop overthinking. This isn't calculus. You're not committing to a 30-year mortgage. You're having a drink and seeing where

his friend but keeps throwing glances my way. He's hot, sure, but can I jump into bed

leans back and smirks. "You're still

her, surprised. "Obviously. I'm not just flipping some switch and

she's finally dialing back her excitement. "Okay, I get it.

do it with anyone tonight,

her words sink in. She's right, in a way. This isn't about some random