Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

537 Unfinished Business

(Lisa)

I stare at my phone, half-considering throwing it out the window.

Logan Bennett.

The text sits there, taunting me. Of course he'd have my number on record. But I still wasn't expecting him to flick me a text anytime soon.

Can I stop by? We need to talk.

I want to say no. But it has to be dealt with. I know I have to make a decision.

I'm free tomorrow.

No reply after a few minutes. Whatever. I'm easy either way, buddy.

I sigh, slumping back on my couch. Thanks for reminding me just before bedtime that my entire life is a tangled mess of secrets, unanswered questions, and morning sickness.

I think about the USB. Still untouched in the back of my cupboard. Still part of shit I don't want to deal with. I don't need to deal with whatever is on there. It won't change one thing I'm dealing with now. It can stay in the cupboard.

A sharp knock at the door pulls me out of my spiral. I drag myself up and swing it open.

And there he is.

Same damn face. Same damn eyes.

But different.

"Oh... you meant now? I'm not sure... I mean, it's a little messy in here."

in the

was, like he cares more about comfort than sharp tailoring. His hair is neat but not styled to perfection. And

wasn't, but we need to talk and this can't wait until you're ready to see me, which will probably be

stifle a grin. I step aside so he can go

over the cluttered kitchen counter, the throw

"Feels... lived in. A

none of

lips twitch.

to take the

a lot. I didn't expect our new CEO to be someone who knew Lance so personally and had no

come here to say that." It's unnerving him being here. I don't need him to pretend he cares. I need to

with him. I expected he would tell those close to him about

of us about you. You, apparently, were his

I was." He clears his throat. "But I need

a

hand over his jaw. "The

"What about

struggling. Ever since the news about how Lance died, what he there's been serious fallout

donors are pulling

dedicated to mental health, suicide prevention, teen trauma support can be taken seriously when its

founder took himself out and a high profile woman with

Logan nods grimly. "Exactly."

just because I'm pregnant. "And what do you expect

him,"

those who were closest to him. They need to understand why he did what he did. That his work still matters.

head. "Lance didn't exactly leave us with a nice, tidy explanation, Logan." The USB pops into my head. "I'm not sure that it isn't better to just let

of people depend on the work we

explain it away? Tell them he

me carefully. "I