Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

My CEO 322

322 Cracks in the Surface (Cass)

I'm half-asleep on the couch when I hear Gabriel talking on the phone. He is all smooth and confident, like always. But then he says something that makes my heart drop.

"I'm free to move wherever the business takes me. No ties holding me down.".

No ties? What the hell does that make me then? A side piece? Some chick he's keeping around for fun

until he bounces?

My stomach twists. I've been ignoring the signs, brushing off the little things, but hearing him say that out loud hits differently. It feels like the floor's just been ripped out from under me. I can't let this slide.

I can't just let it go. As soon as he gets off the phone, I corner him. "So, no ties, huh?" I snap, crossing my arms. "What am I then? Just some rando you hook up with when you're bored?"

Gabriel looks at me like I'm speaking a different language. "What?"

"I heard you!" I jab a finger at him. "You told them you didn't have any ties holding you down. So, where do I fit in, huh?"

He rubs his temples like I'm annoying him. "Cass, come on. I mean no business ties. You're making this bigger than it is."

"No," I shot back. "You didn't even mention me. Not once. It's like I don't matter."

you've got nothing to do with my business deals. I assumed you'd come with me if I had to move. Why is that such a big deal? I stare at him, my chest tightening even more. "You assumed I'd just

you since day one. I've got goals, and I need to go where the business takes me." "No, up until now, you were taking over Brennan Industries, not looking elsewhere. What happened?" I

there. Judy will continue to run Brennan Industries. I'm looking into other options to

away. "I've got

his head, his voice softer now, but still distant. "You're

proportion? You're not even asking what I

closer, trying to pull me into

you here, Cass? Your sister is leaving, and you mostly argue with her

not some tag-along you can just assume will follow you

+25 BONUS

"You can cook anywhere."

want to cook here. Traineeships like

think it'd be an issue," he said, sounding

who actually gives a damn about what I

what I expected him to

don't trust me, do you?" Gabriel asked, his voice

"It's the nightmares. I can't shake them.

"I wasn't there. You know that. This isn't real, it's a dream."

from those nightmares, it feels too real. Like maybe you

is sharp, cutting through the air like a slap. Then with a bang of the door, he's