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?"

not fully

blinks, caught off guard, and for a moment I think she's going to deny

confused but also relieved.

voice trembling. "I've been calling and texting, but there's nothing. I haven't heard from her since a message yesterday about changing her flight and going hiking out of cell service. And now...

said she was still planning to bé at the hen's party the last he spoke to her. I just...

"Gus?"

with Maria. But he came back

Gus knows more about

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heard from Gabriel either. He

too? You should be coming to me with this stuff.

into the club last night to wish us well on our wedding day before he left. I called Judy to get Gabriel's number. It's not like I had a heart-to-heart conversation

check incoming flights. See what time she might get in. We can go get her

want them to

area, and we both stand up immediately, our eyes locked on him. His face is grim, and

treatment. He's on a breathing machine to help his lungs, and

hit me. Critical. Breathing machine. Isolation. I nod mechanically, my mouth

his immune system is struggling to fight it off. We're doing everything we can to identify the

chair in front of me, my knuckles white. Winona lets

holding on to her

him?" she asks, her voice barely above a

through the glass, but no contact," the doctor says gently. "I'm sorry. He needs to be kept in a sterile environment until we identify where this virus came from and ensure it isn't

as long as a month. But it's better than the alternative." The doctor gives us a grave look. "You may want to make sure everything is in place,