Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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269 Don't Call Winona (Cass)

Gabriel's outside on the balcony, pacing back and forth on another phone call, probably arguing with someone about business. He's been on edge ever since dinner last night, and I'm starting to feel the strain

There a knock on the suite door. Maybe Gabriel ordered room service. I open it to see Gus standing there.

"Gus," I say, surprised to see him. "What's up?"

"I'm heading back to the U.S. soon," he says. "I have some urgent business to take care of. Just wanted to check in on you before I left."

I raise an eyebrow. Why's he suddenly acting all protective? This smells of Winona sending him to check up on me. Honestly, they think I'm ten years old.

"I'm fine," I say, forcing a smile. "Gabriel and I are heading back on Friday. I'll be there for Winona's hen's night."

Gus nods. "Alright," he says slowly. "But if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me."

"I know Winona sent you, so you can tell her I'm just fine."

"Take this anyway." He hands me a small card with his number on it.

I take it, tucking it into my pocket. "Thanks," I say, unsure of what else to say.

Before I can ask more, Gabriel comes back inside, his expression hard. His gaze flicks to Gus at the door, and the tension in the room instantly spikes. "Gus is heading back home," I explain, trying to keep the mood light, but Gabriel's already in that confrontational mode I've seen too much of lately. "Gus thinks I need checking up on," Gabriel says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "He doesn't trust me, right?"

"I actually think he's checking in on me, for my sister. Am I right?" I ask Gus.

Gus doesn't flinch. "I'm just making sure everything's okay. Winona worries."

Gabriel steps closer, his eyes narrowing. "Doesn't she trust me? Is that it? You rich Americans are threatened by the lowly peasants."

aren't you trying to become one

there to take what's rightfully mine. That's all."

say, stepping between them, but Gus raises a

any way, there will be consequences." Okay, this is not just about me getting hurt feelings now. There's some kind

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anger. "My temper has nothing to do

back down. "Just remember what

I'm not going away,"

thin with his controlling attitude

hell was that?" I demand,

trying to get involved in my business. Brennan Industries is mine. I don't care if Judy's owns shares. Soon enough

here

"Maybe you're giving them reasons not to. You've been on edge since we got here, starting arguments, acting like this is

to

going to argue, but then his shoulders slump. "You're right," he says, his voice

to a local club to try and blow off some steam, it's going well. I love learning to dance like the Latinos. Mia is in the thick of

realize my bag isn't over my body. Oh fuck! I don't

off.

entire life in it. Passport, ID, phone, money. I have to find

people who shake their heads. I'm not even sure

comes up to me. "What

body. It's gone. Maybe the strap broke, I don't know." Panic rises in my chest. "It has my passport, phone and everything in

safer with me!" I snap back,

has a safe for

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