Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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The master suite itself is almost absurdly luxurious, but I've managed to carve out a little space to breathe here. There's a separate living area off the bedroom and ensuite.

And for the past fifteen minutes, I've been psyching myself up, trying to gather the courage to take this

test.

I an

I know I need to know, and I know it can't wait any longer, yet each time I look at it, I freeze.

Henry's cries pierce the silence. His nursery is the massive walk-in closet. I wish there was space for the other kids too, but the monitors are doing the job for now. Right now, I'm grateful to have Henry close at least.

I drop the test on the small table, as I head to his crib. Henry's face is scrunched up, red and wailing, his little fists flailing. I scoop him up, rocking him gently, feeling the weight of him in my arms.

I can't help but smile; he's been through so much, and yet he's so resilient.

"It's okay, little man," I whisper, bouncing him gently as his cries settle. "It's just you and me. We'll get through this sore tummy, I promise."

His tiny hands clutch at my hair, pulling as he calms, his breathing evens out. I walk back to the living space with him. Glancing back at the table where the test lies waiting. I pop it back into my bag. It will have to wait a little longer.

Just as I get the test into my bag, there's a knock on the door. I jump, letting out a huff of frustration." Now who could that be, Henry?"

I open the door, glad I put the test out of sight. Never know. It's one of the maintenance staff helping with

the cottage.

"Mrs. Brennan," he starts, clearly nervous. "I need to double-check the paint choices for the kitchen and the main living areas. Then we can get started on painting."

I say bouncing Henry

out the samples on the small table. "I'm confirming this one is for living room. This for dining. This for feature all

the shades of neutrals and the pop of feature color I'd picked. "Yes. Do you think they'll be okay?" The young man writes on the samples before carefully packing them back up. "Yes, Mrs. Brennan," he says, "Thank you. Sorry to disturb you." Then he's bowing slightly. "It's fine. You can always

his footfalls echoing up

close the door. Henry has dozed off, and I venture into his crib to get him tucked back

I resist the urge to

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with the test again, I go

who just left reports back

sudden chill prickles up my spine. Don't let it get to you. Make sure all they

in my pocket. I pull

you do it

swallow hard, fingers hovering over the

Not yet

it done.

the test, take a deep breath, and march toward the bathroom. But as I reach the doorway,

"Lisa, I swear,

"I can't take another minute of you stalling. You're making me anxious over here. This is for

know. I'm

it's just information. You'll still be you, and Jayden will still love you, no matter what. So,

though she can't see me. "You're right.

firmer. "You are the strongest person I know. You can handle

Lance and Phillip at the other end of the stick, possibly. Lisa

be waiting for the

more. This time, I don't let myself hesitate. I head straight to the bathroom, shutting the door behind me, letting the silence and solitude