Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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| don't think I've avoided going back to my penthouse as much as today, ever. | just don't want to have to face

Ashlyn. But in another way, it's all | want to do. Just face her and get her away from me.

But if | trigger her too much, I risk putting Winona and Abby at more risk. key and

Ashlyn won't let anything keep her away from taking Winona down. So, it seems anyway. | use my key go inside.

There's not much noise in here. | walk down to the kitchen, and | see Mother. | look around. No Ashlyn. "Hi,"

Mother turns around with a start. "Jayden, you're home. You gavea start..."

"Sorry, | probably should have messaged given the circumstances."

"The circumstances are still sleeping."

| eye her carefully. "Did you give her something?"

"Nothing dangerous. | slipped ssleep medication into her breath freshener. | wasn't to know she would

practically drink that stuff."

"She is obsessed about fresh breath."

"She is in the guest room down the hall. Your old office, you converted. It was the nearest bed and | couldn't

carry her if she passed out completely." "She must have woken up at sstage because | spoke to her on the

phone."

"She did. She's had sfood and swater, and she just went right back to sleep."

"Are you sure she's still in there asleep?"

"Yes. | locked it."

| stare at her. "You can't just go locking her up."

Mother shrugs. | mean, it used to be an office, it had a lock. May as well use it." "You better get it unlocked now

I'm home."

Mother sighs like this is the greatest inconvenience in the world. "Suit yourself." She goes off to unlock the door

and | follow her so | can see Ashlyn for myself. True enough. Ashlyn is sound asleep. | breathe out. Good.

We walk back out to the kitchen. "I made your favorite

"l can't eat."

"Serves you right for drinking so much last night. How's Abby?"

"Doc says she can go htomorrow. She's recovered so well."

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"That is good news."

"Be better news if they were here withwhere they belong." | pull open the fridge and get a can of cola. "I

need srum."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm over twenty-one, so yes. Hair of the dog that bit me." | walk out to go pour.my drink in the bar room. I just

need ssilence and alcohol.

| add ice and rum to the glass and splash in scola. It burns going down but the warmth of alcohol from my

belly to my extremities soothes my mind. So much has happened. I've told Ashlyn | don't want to be with her any

more but | still need to keep her within arm's reach.

All | want is Winona back. My family back. But | can't get near her.

"Darling, you're home. Sorry, I'm so sleepy. Since | lost our baby, | just can't function anymore." Ashlyn

behind me. Her hands are touching me.

| move away from her and go behind the bar. "Would you like a drink?"

is

"Are you trying to getdrunk to take advantage of me? You know the doctors said my best chance of getting

pregnant again is if we have sex right away."

She seems to be completely oblivious tosaying it was over between us.

"That's not happening. I'm off on a business trip. I've just chto pack my bags."

Her eyes flash at me. "At least | know that murdering bitch can't go with you."

| level my gaze at her. "Nothing has been proven yet."

"But you believe me, you said you did."

"I believe the truth will cout."

"You won't leave me, you can't. | won't divorce you."

| swallow my anger with the rest of my rum. "The court will granta divorce eventually."

"And she'll be in jail. Where she belongs."

"All I know, Ashlyn, is that if she is innocent, Gordon Brown will find a way to prove it. So maybe you'll be the one

in jail."

Then Ashlyn just starts screaming. She's screaming and screaming.

"Ashlyn, shut up!" I yell.

But she doesn't. My ears hurt, her high-pitched voice is so shrill. My head is about to burst.

She's just standing there screaming with her hands clenched into fists at her sides.

I'm about to walk around there and put my hand over her mouth or something but | need to be careful in case

she pretends | attacked her.

Then mother comes in and in a flash, she tips breath freshener right into Ashlyn's open mouth. The spray.

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"That is good news."

"Be better news if they were here withwhere they belong." | pull open the fridge and get a can of cola.

"I need srum."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm over twenty-one, so yes. Hair of the just need ssilence and alcohol...

dog that bit me." | walk out to go pour my drink in the bar room. |

| add ice and rum to the glass and splash in scola. It burns going down but the warmth of alcohol from my

belly to my extremities soothes my mind. So much has happened. I've told Ashlyn | don't want to be with her any

more but | still need to keep her within arm's reach. All | want is Winona back. My family back. But | can't get

near her.

"Darling, you're home. Sorry, I'm so sleepy. Since | lost our baby, | just can't function anymore." Ashlyn is behind

me. Her hands are touching me.

| move away from her and go behind the bar. "Would you like a drink?"

"Are you trying to getdrunk to take advantage of me? You know the doctors said my best chance of getting

pregnant again is if we have sex right away."

She seems to be completely oblivious tosaying it was over between us.

"That's not happening. I'm off on a business trip. I've just chto pack my bags."

Her eyes flash at me. "At least | know that murdering bitch can't go with you."

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I level my gaze at her. "Nothing has been proven yet."

"But you believe me, you said you did."

"I believe the truth will cout."

"You won't leave me, you can't. | won't divorce you."

| swallow my anger with the rest of my rum. "The court will granta divorce eventually."

"And she'll be in jail. Where she belongs."

"All I know, Ashlyn, is that if she is innocent, Gordon Brown will find a way to prove it. So maybe you'll be the one

in jail."

Then Ashlyn just starts screaming. She's screaming and screaming.

"Ashlyn, shut up!" I yell.

But she doesn't. My ears hurt, her high-pitched voice is so shrill. My head is about to burst.

She's just standing there screaming with her hands clenched into fists at her sides.

I'm about to walk around there and put my hand over her mouth or something but | need to be careful in case

she pretends | attacked her.

Then mother comes in and in a flash, she tips breath freshener right into Ashlyn's open mouth. The spray

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lid is off, and she just pours it down her throat. Ashlyn coughs but she has no choice but to swallow.

After a coughing session. Ashlyn glares at Mother. "You bitch! I'll have you arrested for this. You can rot in jail

with her," she says with a hoarse voice.

"Whatever you say. But first you better have a little nap

Mother gets behind Ashlyn as her body falters. "Con, back to bed and rest. You've been through so much."

Ashlyn is dazed and quiet now. She lets herself be led out of the room. I'm still speechless. | thought | got my

powerful attitude from my father. Maybe I'm wrong. Which bringsto think about how Mother has treated

Winona all this time. | won't allow that to happen again,

After a short while mother comes back into the bar. "Get onto those lawyers and get Ashlyn arrested before she

wakes back up properly. We can't keep her prisoner. There must be something they can do."

. Crutchfield: holding to a wll my cell phone out of my pocket. "I'll call Daniel. He can talk to Gordon."

oe bailed pl sets be ealize now the only way | can have Winona back and have

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