Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

531 The Right Fit

(Winona)

The dining table feels more like a boardroom today. Jayden's laptop is open, his notes meticulously organized. Anne sits beside him, her ever-calm presence keeping us in check. I'm across from them, sipping coffee like it's a lifeline. I'm nervous and nowhere near as organized as Jayden looks.

"Anyone think you're vetting the CEO of Nexus Global," I say, glancing at Jayden's neatly printed spreadsheets.

"Just as important," he counters, tapping his pen against the table. "This person is going to live here, help raise our kids, and be part of our lives. I'm not leaving this to chance." "Fair," I admit, "but this can't be about just what's on paper. It has to feel like the right match."

Anne brings some crackers over. "We'll find someone and I'm quite happy to keep doing it until we do. Don't feel pressured to choose today."

"Anne, you need a life. You'll always be a part of this family, the kid's Nanny Anne. But I want you to be able to have a grandmother role, not a primary caregiver role. So the kids are your family, not your job."

Jayden nods. "Exactly. That's why we're interviewing five people this morning and more this afternoon. Let's see if someone clicks. No pressure either way."

The first candidate arrives right on time. Her name is Rachel. Polished and professional, she hands us her résumé with a smile that could power a small village.

"I specialize in structured routines," Rachel says, her tone calm but firm. "Children thrive on consistency, and I ensure every day has a schedule to promote development."

I glance at Jayden, who's nodding like he actually agrees with her. As if he does.

"What about flexibility?" I ask. "Our lives aren't exactly nine-to-five."

Rachel's smile falters just a touch. "I believe in adaptability, but structure is the foundation of success. Studies show that children thrive with solid structure and firm boundaries"

"Right," I say, exchanging a look with Anne. She's already writing something in her notebook, her lips twitching with restrained amusement.

The second candidate is Marcus, a burly ex-military man turned childcare provider. His demeanor is warm, and his male energy is apparent.

"Keeps the kids moving, tires them

grins. "Sounds great. But how are you with the quieter stuff? Homework, bedtime stories? Questions about

how it is. Kids are honest, I think we need

think kids are little geniuses," she gushes. "They're so creative! My goal is to nurture that creativity every day." "Sounds

too strict. Let kids be

an eyebrow. "So no

hedges, "I'm flexible with bedtimes if they're having fun or

pen scratches furiously across her

silver in her hair and a calm energy. "I've raised three kids of my own," she says, her voice steady. "And I've been a

they also need to feel

lot. But I glance at Anne to double check and

you leave your last position?"

and it was time to move on. I'm looking for a place where I can

living on the property permanently or at least part time? We're having a self-contained

shakes her head. "I'm not sure.

a breath of fresh air-literally. She's glowing, her cheeks flushed from

love being outdoors," she

lighting up the

to connect with nature. I'm also an experienced tutor, so

handle... less pleasant tasks? Diapers, tantrums, arguments, that sort of

laughs. "It's all part

don't scare me; I used to babysit my twin nieces, and let me tell you, nothing's more disturbing than two toddlers conspiring against you."

which feels

IMS

last candidate leaves, we sit in silence