Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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318 The Witching Hour (Winona)

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The witching hour. That's what I call the chaos around dinner time. Hangry kids. Hangry me. Of course, It's Anne's night off and Beth leaves at 5pm.

I'm barely hanging on by a thread and my intention to impress Lisa with my capable skills is a major fail. Sarah and Abby are squabbling over the one shade of pink crayon they both must have. No other pink will do, despite there being ten of them.

Bobby is sulking in the corner because I told him no more screen time and to set the table for dinner. Apparently, creepers burned his Minecraft house down because of me or something.

Henry is fussing in his bassinet, fighting sleep like it's a personal battle he needs to win. He might be small, but his lung capacity makes up for the rest of him.

I'm just trying to make sure the house doesn't burn down while I try to make a nice dinner. Yeah right. At this point it's burnt offerings. I refuse to go with PB and J again.

"Let me help," Lisa says, stepping into the kitchen like she owns the place. She scoops Henry up with ease, cradling him in one arm while she goes and grabs the territory pink crayon and pockets it.

I turn off the stove while I watch her in action.

Both the girls look at her in surprise.

"If you're going to argue over it, no one gets it. It's mine now," Lisa tells them.

"Ohhhh!" Both girls complain in unison.

"Nope. Pack up the rest of them or I'll take those too. Then scoot and wash up for dinner. No arguments

or no dessert."

look at her as if wondering if she's serious. Lisa gives them a glare and they both pack up the crayons in record time and run

dilly dally in there either." She calls after

confronts Bobby in the occasional chair in the corner. "Winona asked you

He shrugs.

well go shower and

"Why?"

you don't get the good

He eyes her carefully.

share. I bet

Bobby stands up. "Fine."

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316 The Witching Hour

can hold your baby brother while I help dish dinner with your

holding him. He's too little and

you, so you'll hold him. That's

a huff, but he goes right to the sideboard drawer and takes out

look like you've been through a war." Lisa comes over to me and looks inside the

dishes the cooked pasta into the serving dish and leaves

the counter. "Jayden was always better at this than me. I can

hard on yourself. All you need to do is get your confidence back." Then she dumps the sauce on top and sprinkles the grated cheese

to the table. Leave Bobby alone and put some paper

little robots they

as she moves the salad I did manage to make into the serving dish. "Perfect salad.

shake my head. "Every day