Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband

(Judy)

I've spent all day with Jayden at Nexus London offices today. After Winona leaving yesterday, and celebratory drinks with Jayden last night, I'm hopeful. Viktor not being here is a blessing. I can't make a move with him always watching. This Grayson investigation is almost wrapped up and Jayden will relaunch Nexus London under a new banner. He's done well. I'm very proud of him. Do I trust him?

Probably not.

But then, I had nothing to do with who she slept with and Lance turning up in Brussels unannounced. All I did was get the photos to Jayden. He deserves to know the truth. It's not fair they played him like a fool like that.

It's a bit too soon to safely say I have Jayden back. But I'm certainly closer than I was with a no-contact order. Now I only need my grandchildren, after-all they are heirs to Nexus Global and they will need to be prepped for that role. Jayden needs more time to really be back under my wing again. I'm not sure if he and Winona are really separated, but from all reports, and I've had plenty, they are very good actors if this separation isn't real. But I don't trust her. I slip off my blazer and toss it over the chair. I pour myself a glass of wine, the crimson swirl catching the light from the city glittering below. My suite is just as I left it. I look around me but something feels... off.

I set the glass down, scanning the room. That's when I see him, sitting at the desk, his silhouette illuminated by the glow of my laptop.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

"Lance." His name leaves my lips like a blade, sharp and cutting. "What the hell are you doing here?"

He doesn't flinch, doesn't even move. His eyes lock onto mine, cold and unwavering. "Hello, Judy."

I force a smile, keeping my tone light. "Breaking and entering? Really? You've sunk to new lows. And hacking into my laptop? Not cool at all."

"As if I need to hack in. I know every password you've ever invented. I've been your CFO since I left college."

"True. I'll give you that but this all seems a little dramatic, don't you think?"

"Not really. I'm just making sure you get what you deserve."

My stomach tightens, but I don't let it show. "Snooping through my files? That's not like you, Lance."

His lips curl into a humorless smile. "Discrediting Winona. Manipulating Jayden. Planning to take the kids. I mean, can't you come up with anything fresh? It's all here, right from the start. You, Greg, Ashlyn... There's more than enough to put you away for life."

I freeze, the air between us electric. But I recover quickly, straightening and walking toward the minibar. I pour more wine, keeping my movements deliberate. "You always did have a flair for drama," I say, keeping my voice smooth. "Whatever you think you've found, you're mistaken. I'm merely protecting my son."

"You're destroying him," he snaps,

his voice sharp enough to cut through glass. "You're not protecting anyone but yourself. You don't care about those kids or Jayden. You just want to be right."

I turn slowly, glass in hand, and meet his gaze head-on. "You're wrong.d care deeply about my son and my grandchildren. Abby and Henry deserve better than that chaotic excuse for a mother."

I look at him. He doesn't scare me. "Jayden knows it, deep down. I'm just giving him the push he needs."

"Better?" His voice rises, his anger bubbling over. He stands, the chair scraping against the floor. "You think ripping them away from their mother is better?"

"Look, I wasn't the one who had sex with her and gave Jayden a reason to hate."

"That doesn't make what you're doing right. Leave them alone and let the kids grow up happy and not tarnished by your bent mind."

"Jayden can give them stability. Security. Winona can't. And as for Bobby and Sarah, they aren't even his. It's time to stop pretending otherwise. I'll deal with them when I have to." "You're unbelievable," he growls, his fists clenching at his sides. "Do you even hear yourself? You're playing with their lives."

I let out a short laugh, shaking my

head. "You're acting like I'm the villain here They'll thank me one day, Lance. Jayden will too. Children are resilient. They'll adapt. If you like,

I can put in a good word, even for

you."

"You're delusional."

I tilt my head, my lips curving into a cold smile. "You're wrong again. This is about what's best for Jayden and his children. And you can't stop me. No one can." "Just let Jayden be happy with Winona."

I raise an eyebrow. "And what are you going to do? Expose me? Please. You have nothing. You're not the hero in this story, Lance."

"No, I'm not trying to be the hero. I'm just doing what's right."

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I've had a long day, and I'm done wasting my time. See yourself out."

I turn to move toward the bedroom, but the sound of metal clicking stops me in my tracks. My blood runs cold as I turn slowly, my eyes falling on the gun in Lance's hand. My breath catches in my throat as the room shrinks around us.

His voice drops, calm and terrifying.

"Judy, I'm going to finish this. Right now."