Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

442 A Welcome Beat

(Winona)

I pull my coat tighter around me as I step into the clinic. The receptionist greets me with a polite nod. Her European accent is soft and welcoming.

I manage a small smile, keeping my face calm even though my heart feels like it's going to break out of my chest.

Trying to be calm is pretty impossible right now.

Everything about this appointment feels monumental. Not just the ultrasound, but what it means. Jayden will be here.

Secretly.

I need him to be here, but I don't know what it means as far as our marriage goes.

There's an emotional gap that will remain until we get past what happened after he attacked Lance. We've pinned it for now. More Barnaby advice.

The receptionist directs me down a hallway, and I follow her to the waiting room. The clinic is quiet, secluded-perfect for what we need.

I sit down, clutching my bag. Jayden isn't here yet, but I know he'll find a way. That's who he is lately. A man who delivers. Even when I've shattered his trust. Even when he may not want to look at me.

Even when I don't want to look at myself. I just thank God this baby is his because anything else would have meant the end for us. Considering my stupid mistakes, I got out of this better than it could have been.

him and take my part in all of this. He can't blame himself

up, my legs stiff. She guides me into the examination

says in crisp English.

How do we even begin to rebuild after everything? But right now, I have to let that worry go and focus on

get Judy out of our lives for good. But for good seems impossible.

I look up. Jayden steps in. He's dressed simply, a dark jacket over a gray sweater, his hair slightly tousled from the brisk

read it. Getting our emotions tangled up in this and then deciding we can do

say softly.

behind him. "Hey. I did. How

The air between us

nervous," I add, my

the chair beside the bed, his arms crossed. His gaze lingers on me, but I can't tell

salt-and-pepper hair and a warm demeanor. He introduces himself, his accent Germanic but

at how everything's

at Jayden,

to focus on his words, but my mind is elsewhere. On Jayden. On us.

the moment. Dr. Klein maneuvers the transducer, his movements practiced and precise. The screen

a small smile on his face.

with the steady, rhythmic sound of a heartbeat.

eyes shine with moisture. He's staring at the screen, his jaw clenched, but his eyes... They're also full of something I've been trying not to feel for

our baby," he says, his voice breaking