Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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417 Shattered Friendship (Jayden)

The hotel suite feels claustrophobic, even with the London skyline stretching out in all directions beyond the glass windows. I pace, the anger like a live wire running through me. Every time I think I've calmed down, another wave of betrayal hits, sharper than the last

After everything we've shared, I cannot believe my best friend would stoop so low. Sure, I agreed with Winona to hall pass week. I should have known it would be too much for me.

But Winona had a fair point really, she'd never explored her sexual wants and needs. I don't own her. And she was upfront at least about wanting to have that time. She could have easily gone behind my back

But that's not Winona. She rarely puts herself first. I was at peace with it all. We'd moved on But now, knowing it was Lance and Phillip. That made everything seem different. Of course Phillip was always going to try and go there. They have history. I don't like it, but I understand it.

But Lance? That one hurts more than I ever could imagine. Bro code is gone. Trust is gone. I don't think I'll ever understand why he would do something this destructive to us.

When the knock finally comes, my gut twists. I know it's him. Lance. Viktor texted me that he was on his way up, but no amount of warning could prepare me for how I still feel having to look at him. "Come in," I call, my voice tight.

The door creaks open, and there he is. Lance. His face is swollen and bruised from our fight, his lip soll split, and he looks every bit as beaten as I feel. But it's not enough to satisfy me. Nothing would be, not right now.

starts, stepping into the room and shutting the door behind

of the desk. "You shouldn't be here," I say, my voice a cold blade. "You've got a lot of

be found. Instead, he looks.... hollow. But I don't care. Not enough to

talk," he says,

from every syllable. "There's nothing to talk about. You betrayed me, Lance. You had sex with Winona.

but he doesn't look away. "I know I fucked up," he says, and his voice isn't defensive. It's quiet, almost resigned. "I know I hurt you, and I

the desk, the anger bubbling up. "You think an apology is going to fix this?

"I didn't come here expecting

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closer, my fists clenching. "You've always known how much she meant to me. From the beginning. Hell, it's the one thing you never messed with. But

right. I crossed a line, and I don't have an excuse, I knew what it would cost if you knew, but at the time... I wanted to help her." My muscles tighten. "Help her? By banging her? Are you fucking

but his voice is steady. "Winona was in a place where she needed to feel safe to explore things, and I thought... I thought I could be that for her. What else am I good at apart from crunching numbers?" "You're good at breaking friendships." I say before I can stop

would have happened eventually. It always does. "A pity party doesn't explain why you would do this to