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.

into the room and shutting the

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

and for a moment, his usual cocky smirk is nowhere to be found. Instead, he looks.... hollow. But I don't care. Not enough to ease the

we need to talk," he says, his

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

know I fucked up," he says, and his voice isn't defensive.

off the desk, the anger bubbling up. "You think an apology is going to fix this? You think you can waltz in here, say you're sorry, and

face. "No, I don't," he admits. "I didn't come here expecting

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beginning. Hell,

I crossed a line, and I don't have an excuse, I knew what it would cost if you knew, 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 myself, wanting to

good at that I guess. But something would have happened eventually. It always does. "A pity party doesn't explain why you