Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

502 Fragile Bonds

(Jayden)

The next morning, I sat at the edge of her bed in the dim light of the intensive care room. The machines hum softly around us, their rhythmic beeping a constant reminder of how fragile this moment is. Winona's face is pale, her lashes fluttering against her cheeks like she's caught in a restless dream. But she's here, she's going to be okay. But U still have to tell her the news.

She still has to hear me say the words about our baby, about her operation.

Her fingers twitch against the sheets, and my heart leaps. She's waking up.

"Winona?" I lean forward, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Hey, sweetheart. I'm here. You're okay."

Her eyelids flutter open, her gaze unfocused at first, then locking onto mine. Her lips part, dry and cracked, as she tries to speak.

"Jayden..." Her voice is a hoarse whisper, barely audible over the hum of the machines.

"I'm here," I repeat, my voice steady even though my chest is about to cave in.

She blinks, her hand moving instinctively to her abdomen. A small gasp escapes her lips, and her eyes widen. "The baby..." The tears fell down her cheeks. "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry, Jayden..."

My stomach knots, the words lodging in my throat like a jagged stone. I grip her hand tightly, as though my touch can somehow shield her from what I have to say.

"Winona, listen to me. You're alive. You made it through surgery. You're here with us. That's what matters."

Her eyes search mine, desperate and pleading. "But our baby...our miracle...he's...he's gone."

I close my eyes briefly, the weight of her question pressing down on me like a tidal wave. "Yes. We lost him, Winona. I'm so sorry it wasn't meant to be."

feels like someone

shaking her head weakly. Tears stream down her face, soaking the pillow beneath her. "No. I knew not

to believe. We had too.

press against the bandages, and she

my forehead nearly touching hers. "Winona... There was too much bleeding. The doctors had to make a

her breathing quickening.

"They had to perform a hysterectomy. I gave

shatter me. I hold her until they

you made the right choice

trying to

to anchor her. "You're

still

incredible woman,

pain. "I'm not the same," she says, her voice raw. "I'm broken. But other women get through this and I will toot's just a

expression professional but kind. "Mrs, Brennan, you're awake. I check your vitals. Then you need to rest, get your strength back. Doctor Harris will be here shortly to examine you. Mr Brennan, you'll need to wait

numbly, brushing a kiss against Winona's temple. "I'll

to step away, my legs feeling like lead as

as I try to steel myself. I have to get it together for Winona and the kids.

Lisa and Cass are sitting on the chairs

checking her out and the

up, her eyes scanning my

I say, my voice hollow.

How could she