Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband novel Chapter 120

120 She’s Out There 

(Winona) 

What’s going on? They’ve taken Steve off again and I don’t know if he’s said enough yet. But the officers said nothing, just that it was over. 

I’m being led out of the police interview room. My mind is racing, a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. Do they have enough on him? Did I do enough? Every second with him in there was torture. 

His smug face, the way he taunted me–it’s all burned into my mind. But did we get what we needed? My head is aching, the uncertainty gnawing at me. Whatever is happening now must be important. Maybe the Judge decided something else, and the trial is going ahead sooner than Abby’s operation in three weeks. 

Gordon is waiting in the hallway. His presence a comfort. 

“What’s happening?” I ask, my voice more panicked than I intended. The anxiety bubbling inside me is threatening to overflow. 

Gordon walks beside me, his expression grave. “Winona, I need to tell you something,” he says, his voice low and cautious, as if preparing me for another blow, 

“What now?” I ask, my voice shaking with nerves. That time in there with Steve taunting me like that took its toll. Why can’t he just be gone? I don’t know how much more I can take. It feels like I’m constantly being pushed to my limits. 

“Ashlyn hasn’t been taken in for questioning. She slipped away before they could get to her,” he explains, his eyes scanning the area as if expecting her to jump out at any moment. 

My heart almost stops, then it’s like a jackhammer in my chest. “What do you mean she slipped away? How could they let her escape?” Panic rises, making it hard to breathe. “She’ll come for me, Gordon. I know she will. She’s not going to stop.” 

He places a comforting hand on my shoulder. “We have all available officers looking for her. You’ll be safe. We’ll make sure of it.” 

Safe. The word feels meaningless right now. My pulse is racing, adrenaline coursing through my veins. “I can’t believe this is happening,” I mutter, my voice barely audible. 

It’s like I’m trapped in a nightmare that won’t end. My mind flashes to all the worst–case scenarios, each one more terrifying than the last. There is literally no happy ending to any of it. 

I see Jayden and Daniel waiting near the doorway, flanked by a couple of police officers. Jayden’s eyes meet mine, and worry is etched on his face. 

For a moment, I want to run to him, to feel his arms around me, to feel safe. But the hurt is still too raw. 

He’s not going to solve my problems, just make them worse. I look away from him, trying to steel myself against the whirlwind of emotions. 

The sting of him not trusting me is still fresh, the hurt too raw. 

Jayden’s jaw tightens as he speaks, stepping closer. “They’ll find her, Winona. I won’t let anything happen to you. 

120 She’s Out 

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“Bit late for that now, don’t you think?” I snap, unable to keep the bitterness from my voice. The anger surges up, mixing with the fear, creating a volatile cocktail of emotions. 

“I mean it. Winona, I won’t let you down again.” His voice is firm, but I can see the desperation in his eyes for me to believe him. 

I want to believe him. But I can’t right now. “I should never have trusted any of this,” I whisper, more to myself than anyone else. 

My whole life is 

life is unraveling, and I don’t know how to stop it. Every ‘right‘ decision I’ve ever made has crashed down around me. 

Ever since I woke from that coma, my life has been out of control. I thought, at the time, I had control but it’s clear now I didn’t. I was playing a part. 

The only shining light is Abby. The one ray of sunshine in all of this. And Anne. And Lisa. I sigh. I guess I do have a lot to be thankful for, still. Maybe I need to cut the pity party and think positively. 

I don’t want any of this to overshadow what Abby is going through lately. I must remain focused on her and her health outcomes. I must continue to provide an emotionally stable environment for her. 

So letting my emotions get the better of me won’t help 

Gordon stops when we’re outside the door, his eyes scanning the surroundings. “We’ll get you out of here! safely. There’s a car waiting to take you home.”