Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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(Cass) I

I sit in my small, cluttered apartment, staring at the text Gabriel sent an hour ago. He's pushing me again, wanting me to go with him while he builds his venture. My excuse is always work. I love my job.

I'm still learning, still growing in the kitchen, even if the chef is a bit of a hard-ass.

Gabriel doesn't get it. He keeps talking about this hospitality business he's setting up-food, accommodation, a destination for corporate team-building weeks, conferences, whatever.

It sounds impressive, sure. But the idea of working under him, tied to him like that...it doesn't sit right. I don't want to be part of his empire, whatever that is.

He has a conditional green card now and blind Freddy can see our lives are moving away from each other.

I glance around my apartment, a mess of half-folded laundry, mismatched furniture, and the faint smell of weed that lingers no matter how much I air the place out.

Maybe the pot's been a bit too frequent lately, but it helps. Work's been stressful. The chef at the restaurant has been on my case constantly, and I've already had one warning for being late too many times. But I'll figure it out. Winona and the kids are leaving soon. So what? I'll be fine.

There's a knock at the door and already I know it's Gabriel. He's been trying to talk since last night. I open the door, and he's standing there, that serious look on his face. He's always so damn intense.

"You ready to talk now?" he asks, stepping inside without waiting for an answer.

I shrug. "Sure. If you're ready to hear the same thing again."

He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "Cass, this is a big opportunity. The money's secured. My conditional green card came through, and the business is ready to go. Why can't you see how good this could be for us? We could build something together."

"I don't want to work for you, Gabriel. I've got my own thing going on." I turn away from him, busying myself with folding some laundry I'd left on the couch. "I love my job. I'm not going to just drop everything."

his voice getting that edge it always gets when he's frustrated.

toss a shirt into the pile, more aggressively than necessary. "I'm not interested in going into business with you. It's way too much commitment. It is what it is,

respond, there's another knock at the door. I frown, wondering who it could be. When I open it, my jaw

"Mia?"

her dark hair falling in loose waves

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hug, genuinely glad to see her. Mia gets me even

with a smirk. "Against mother's wishes,

raise an eyebrow. "Does

the U.S. She wants me at

I'll do whatever I want. Judy's offering me a chance, and

tension between them, my head spinning a little. I didn't expect this.

then?"

almost calculated. "Only for a few

"Wait, you're

a place to stay while I settle

the knot in my stomach tighten. "Judy's pulled a lot of crap on Winona. You really want to get close to her? This isn't just business, Mia. She

second, but she shrugs again. "I know how to handle myself,

What about

Mia's grin turns smug. "You agreed. I didn't.

for a moment, just watches Mia like he's trying to figure her out. But Mia's always been hard to

impulsive, confident, headstrong, and more than

stay here," I say, not wanting their family argument to spiral. "For as long

onto the couch. "Only a few nights. But

his eyes. This situation with Mia, I feel

enough arguments with