Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

467 Lance’s Last Words

(Winona)

The TV glows in the dim light of the bedroom. Lance appears, sitting in what looks like his hotel room.

He's bruised from his fight with Jayden-his eye still dark, his knuckles marked. Despite everything, he looks like himself, leaning back in a chair with his usual grin. Even battered, he exudes that maddening confidence that was so uniquely him.

My heart twists. It's Lance, exactly as I remember him, but this is the last time I'll ever see him.

"Winona," he starts, he looks solemn. "If you are watching this, it means I'm gone..."

Then he bursts out into a laugh, "I've always wanted to say that, like in a Bond movie or something..."

Oh god, even now he has to joke about it. I have to grin. So typical Lance.

"Anyhoo... Here I am, in all my battered glory. I just want to add, Jayden did throw the first punch and that is the only reason why he got a hit in. I win the bet again."

I shake my head. Honestly.

"But I thought I'd leave you a little something since... well, I'm not around to piss you off in person anymore."

but the tears burn my eyes. I'll never see

not sorry for a damn thing. Let's just get

I shake my head.

Did you really think I was the kind of guy who'd go out quietly in my sleep at ninety-five, surrounded by cats and grandkids? Hell no. That was never the plan." I know he's right, but it doesn't make him

would end for me. The only thing that changed was the timing, oh, and taking Judy out, I never

actually went there. I

rubbing the back of his neck in that familiar way. "But before you start cursing my name and I'm sure you already have hear me out. I'm not doing this

As much amazing fun as life has been with you guys, it's been so very dark as well. A darkness that

made it a hell of a lot easier

fades slightly,

I swear I see something like regret in

But here's the

hate me. She

let herself find someone who could give her everything she deserves. No matter what I

I know

while, but she's strong. And in time, she let

eyes for a moment, his words hitting home.

tone shifts, the familiar edge of humor creeping back. "Now, let's talk about you. That thing I saw in you the

grins, tilting his head. "I'm not apologizing for that, by the way. Not even a little bit. You needed it. Hell, you deserved