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."

up because 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

knew what this was. I've been upfront with you since day one. I've got goals, and I need to go where

I'm looking into other options to secure my start-up, possibly elsewhere. I figured

wrong," I muttered, looking away. "I've got my

his head, his voice softer now, but still distant.

You're not even

again, stepping closer, trying to pull me into some kind of

is leaving, and you mostly

gone forever," I defend, even though he has a point. "And that's not the point, Gabriel. I'm not some tag-along you can just assume will follow you wherever you decide to go. I love my job." 122 Cracks

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sounding genuinely confused. "I figured you'd want to

a damn about what I

other. I don't know what I expected him to say, but his next words hit me harder than

don't trust me, do you?" Gabriel asked, his voice quiet but serious. "After Cancun. I

I can't shake them. I can feel you

that. This isn't real, it's a dream." His voice is strained and I can

I press. "Every time I wake up from those nightmares, it feels too real. Like maybe

to this crap any longer." His voice is sharp, cutting through the air like a slap. Then with