Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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274 Henry's Health Crisis (Jayden)

Henry's been in isolation for hours now, hooked up to every machine imaginable. The sight of him behind that glass, with tubes in his tiny body, knocked the wind out of me. My son. My tiny boy. He'd been doing so well.

And there's nothing I can do to help him. I can't hold him. I can't even touch him. All I can do is stand there and pray the doctors figure out what's wrong.

They think it's a virus or some type of infection, something that hit him hard and fast, but they haven't ruled anything out yet.

His heart-there's always a fear that the genetic defect that runs through our family might resurface.

I can't even think about that possibility

"Jayden, I don't understand how this could happen so quickly," Winona says, breaking the silence, her voice shaky, barely above a whisper,

I stop pacing and go to her. Her eyes are red-rimmed, and I know she's on the verge of breaking. I put my arms around her shoulders. "I don't know," I admit, my voice hoarse. "But they're doing everything they

can.

She nods, but her eyes drift away again, her fingers fidgeting in her lap. I know that look. She's here, but she's not. Not completely. Something's pulling her focus away from Henry.

Is she thinking about someone else from this past week? Phillip?

"Winona." My voice is sharper than I mean it to be, but I'm at my limit. "Where are you right now?"

Her head snaps up, her eyes wide in surprise. "What?"

fully

she's going to deny it. But then she sighs, rubbing

but also

a message yesterday about changing her flight and going hiking out of cell service. And now... I don't know. Something feels wrong." I take a deep breath, trying to process what she's saying. "Maybe

she was still planning to bé at the hen's party

"Gus?"

he came back yesterday on his way

about all this

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heard from Gabriel either. He wasn't answering her calls

this too? You should be coming to me with

us well on our wedding day before he

on Henry. I'm sure Cass is fine. But maybe, check incoming flights. See what time she might

hands still tremble. "I just want them to say our boy is

waiting area, and we both stand up immediately, our eyes locked on

treatment. He's on a breathing machine to help his lungs, and we've started him on tube

machine. Isolation. I nod mechanically, my

tests, and it's not his heart. It's a virus. But his immune system is struggling

my knuckles white. Winona lets out a shaky breath beside me,

her is the only thing keeping me

see him?" she asks, her voice

kept in a sterile environment until we identify where this

a month. But it's better than the alternative." The doctor gives us a grave look. "You may