Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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373 Stop Stalling (Winona)

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 to keep

confirming this one is for

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.

leaves, his footfalls

his crib to get him tucked back

resist the urge to squeeze his

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373 Stop Stalling

alone with the test again, I go grab it out

who just left reports back

my spine. Don't let it get to you. Make sure all they have to

phone buzzes in my pocket. I pull it out and

it yet?

fingers hovering over the

Not yet

it done.

my own fears run wild. I pick up the test, take a deep breath, and march toward the bathroom. But as I reach the doorway, my phone buzzes again. It's Lisa, calling

"Lisa, I swear, I'm about to

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

shaky. "I know. I'm just... scared,

information. You'll still be you, and Jayden will still love you, no matter what. So, take the test, get the

she can't see

person I know. You

other end of the stick, possibly. Lisa has been

I'll be waiting for

call, looking down at the test in my hand once more. This time, I don't let myself hesitate. I