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."

the tears burn my eyes. I'll never

not sorry for a damn thing.

I shake my head.

come on, Winona. 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.

this would end for me. The only thing that changed was the timing, oh, and taking Judy out, I never imagined that. But you know me, shoot first, ask questions later...

went there. I

back of his neck in that familiar way. "But before you start cursing my name and I'm sure you already have

with you guys, it's been so very dark as well. A darkness that no light could ever shine on." I feel for him in

cards for me. Being emotionally unavailable made it a hell of a lot easier to know when

grin fades slightly,

I see something like regret in

here's the

She has

who could give her

I know he's

And in time, she let herself

eyes for a moment, his words hitting home. Lisa

talk about you. That thing I saw in you the night we well, you know. You found a different

bit. You needed it. Hell, you deserved it. And yeah, it blew