Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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(Jayden)

I don't want to believe that, but I can't rule it out either. But running away?

No, she would come and tell me. Til go talk to everyone and get the kids home with Anne. We'll postpone. Right now, I need to find her and talk to her.

I find Abby sitting with Sarah and Bobby at the table we're supposed to sign our marriage license on. She looks up at me with those big, innocent eyes, completely unaware of the chaos swirling around her. "Where's Mommy?"

"Hey, sweetheart," I say, crouching down next to her. "Can I talk to you for a second? To all three of you."

She nods, setting her crayons down. "What is it, Daddy?"

I take a deep breath, trying to keep my voice steady. "Mommy isn't here. We can't get married today. okay?"

"But where is she?" Abby says, her eyes shining.

"I think Mommy needed a little holiday, but she'll be back and we'll get married then."

Bobby and Sarah don't say anything. "You know she loves you two, don't you?"

Sarah nods. "She told me before we came down. She told me to tell Bobby she loved him too."

I nod. "What else did she say?"

Abby furre

"She said...she wants to marry you more than anything

very sweet.

what

hit me like a punch to

"Yup. So we

Mommy had some stuff

still get the

eat. I need

She nods.

happens. What does that

me. Not like this. Not if she told Abby she wanted to marry

Lisa aside, keeping my voice low. "She didn't just

just... I mean,

279 Postponed Not Canceled

My voice is sharp, and Lisa flinches slightly. "Don't you even say it. This isn't about the

me, her eyes filled with uncertainty, but I don't care. I

to make an announcement." I stand and

whispers stop as I

about to collapse. "Not canceled. Just...

soon as the words leave my mouth, I turn and

leave me. I know that

to figure

tell Lisa, who's followed me into the hallway. "I need to see if there's anything there that'll tell me

face serious. "I'll

shake my head. "Stay with the guests. Get this all wrapped up for me. Tell Anne to

The disbelief, the anger, the

step out of the elevator doors and step inside, the penthouse feels cold. Too quiet. I take a deep breath, forcing myself