All Chapters of Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

(Cass)I’m lying in this hospital bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to get my shit together. My body’s still trembling from the aftereffects of the drugs they pumped into me. Meth. Of all the fucking things they could’ve used.I’ve been through withdrawal before, but this feels different. Darker. Like it’s gripping onto me harder than anything ever has. I know what that means. I know meth is one of the most addictive things out there.The worst part? I can feel it calling to me, already scratching at the back of my mind. It terrifies me.The doctors say I’m doing well. Physically, I’m recovering faster than they expected, but mentally? That’s another story. I’ve always had demons. Always fought through the shit life’s thrown at me. But this? I don’t know how to handle it.“Cass?” A soft knock on the door snaps me out of my thoughts. Winona steps in, looking as put together as ever, but I can see the exhaustion in her eyes. She’s been through a lot too. Probably more than me.“Hey,

(Winona)I sit on the couch in the penthouse, my mind swirling with everything that’s happened. I should feel relieved—Cass is safe, Henry’s doing better, and the second wedding is booked. But I don’t feel calm or settled.I feel like the ground is shifting beneath me, and I’m just waiting for it to open up.This place is constantly covered in kids' crap and trying to make a penthouse into a family just isn’t working any longer for me. Of course, it was only ever temporary. But with Henry coming home soon, I think we need to seriously decide where we’re going to live.“You’re thinking too hard again,” Jayden says, his voice soft, almost teasing.I let out a breath, shaking my head. “I can’t help it. There’s so much… stuff.”“Stuff,” he repeats with a little smile, trying to lighten the mood. I don’t smile back. I can’t.Jayden shifts beside me, running his hand through his hair. “You wanna talk about it?”“Which part?” I mutter. “Gus handing you Nexus Global like it’s some birthday p

(Winona)Jayden’s pacing again. It’s become his thing this past week, pacing the floor when his mind is in overdrive. He’s in the living room now, his eyes darting to the view outside, but I know he’s not really seeing any of it.“Maybe come sit down?” I ask, trying to break the silence.He stops, glances at me, and shakes his head. “I can’t sit. I’ve got too much shit spinning around in my head.”I let out a slow breath, watching him pace again. “This is about Nexus Global again, isn’t it?”Jayden stops in his tracks, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah. It’s about Nexus Global. It’s about Gus. It’s about the fact that my so-called father, the man I barely know, has handed me control of one of the biggest companies in the world.”I get off the couch and walk toward him, keeping my voice calm. “Jayden, whatever Gus was involved in isn’t a part for Nexus Global, is it? Nexus Global is a legitimate business. It’s not tainted by what he was doing behind the scenes?”“It isn’t,” he say

(Winona)I’m sitting on a park bench the next day, watching Abby as she climbs the jungle gym, her little legs kicking out as she tries to navigate the bars. Judy’s right behind her, guiding her carefully. It’s one of the new playgrounds in the area, all shiny and safe.But I still feel uneasy, as I always do with Judy.Judy’s laugh rings out as Abby makes it to the top. She claps her hands, and Abby beams down at her. It’s a picture-perfect moment, and I love it for Abby, but I hate that I can’t ever be at peace with this woman in our lives.Every time Judy's around, I feel on edge, like there’s something waiting to go wrong. But Abby loves her, and no matter how many boundaries I put up, there’s always supervised visits. It’s the deal we made.I pull my jacket tighter around me, watching Judy lean in close to Abby, whispering something that makes her giggle. Judy looks over at me, I know she has something she wants to say.“You should try the big slide next, Abby,” Judy says, holdin

(Winona)Anne cooked dinner, thank God, but she’s off for the night and headed out. Leaving me to juggle dishing dinner, bath time, and all the homework chaos that comes with three kids.I assured her I would be okay and sent her on her way. But I’m not okay. These kids are really testing me tonight.“Bobby, stop teasing Sarah! Just eat your noodles please,” I say, trying to keep my cool.Bobby rolls his eyes, barely touching his plate. “I’m not hungry.”“Funny, you were hungry when you asked for seconds five minutes ago,” I say, glancing at Sarah, who’s scowling at her brother.“I don’t like them,” Bobby complains.“Anne makes them the same every week, you always eat them,” I argue.“They taste different.”I’m thinking my sauce substitute might have caused that. “it doesn’t matter. They are still good and there’s starving kids around the world who would love those noodles.”“Send it over to them then.”“Bobby. Stop being rude. If you don’t eat those, you’ll have to go hungry.”“Fine.