Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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266 Trouble In Paradise

(Cass)

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This break has been perfect so far.

We're sitting outside, the warm Cancun breeze brushing against my skin as the sun dips below the horizon. Gabriel's next to me, all smiles and charm. I'm really so lucky.

We're waiting for Maria as Ana and Eva are flying home tomorrow. We decided to have a family dinner here at the resort Gabriel and I are staying at.

Ana and Eva talk in broken English about their flights tomorrow. Mia is cracking jokes, her energy contagious as the good vibes keep rolling.

Ana raises her glass, giving a mock-serious look. "Here's to leaving behind the glorious American Dream."

"Ah, don't pretend like you're not going to miss the hamburgers and pizza," I joke, lifting my own glass. Because she's joking right?

"Please," Eva snorts. "Bad food isn't enough to keep me in the land of the privileged who constantly complain about everything."

They all laugh, and for a moment I feel like I'm different to them.

Well, I am. But it's never been an issue. I brush it off as the margaritas.

I've loved every second of being with Gabriel, meeting his family, feeling like I'm part of it.

Maria and Gus are here now.

Maria leads the way with Gus right behind her, Gabriel looks up, his smile faltering slightly when he sees. Gus. "Mamá," he says, standing up. "I'm so happy you're here."

He hugs her and doesn't say much to Gus. Interesting

Maria hugs all her daughters. These guys are so close. The perfect family. I think of Mom and me. I really. miss her.

"Now we can see Ana and Eva off properly." She pulls out a chair for herself, her gaze sweeping over the table. "Gus is dropping me off."

"I don't want to intrude," Gus says, his voice low, polite. "Enjoy your night."

me notice, but then Gabriel smiles. "Stay," he says, gesturing to the

tone that makes me feel he's

told me some of the past. But I wasn't really interested in what happened

keeps smiling, chatting, but there's

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Mia, who's saying something to Ana about the beach earlier, completely oblivious to the undercurrents here at the table. Or maybe she's just good at pretending. Either way, I try to shake off

are sharp, like she's analyzing every inch of me. I don't understand the Spanish, so Gabriel

how are

actually. Everything's ready to go. Just waiting for the big day on

tells her what I've

They talk a little more

dinner. Let me know if

here. The hotel

scoffs, "You Americans

about to say that it's

isn't poor? What would you

Eva, Enough!" Gabriel snaps and she rolls her eyes. "Gus sit.

sits but he doesn't have a

father, Greg. He

"Yes."

in America? Was he a

was a good businessman. But I don't think this is a conversation

nothing to hide.

shifts in his seat. "I have nothing to

"You're hiding our

""No. I'm not."

in Spanish. It's fast and by the look on

want to live in the past. Papa was who he was to us. That's

force a smile,

Your own brother"

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an eyebrow, "Greg

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shouldn't ruin dinner with this topic." I