Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband novel Chapter 501

(Cass)

I spin to see Viktor striding toward us, his expression impassive, his massive shoulders squared. His black jacket and dark jeans make him look even more formidable than usual.

Gabriel steps back, but there’s a subtle challenge in the way he straightens his posture.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, surprised.

“Business,” he says curtly, his razor-blue eyes flicking to Gabriel for a brief second before landing back on me. “I need to speak with Jayden. Is he still in the Brennan Wing?”

Of course, business. This is a coincidence.

“No. He’s in intensive care ward with Winona. It’s limited visitors but one of the nurses will let him know you’re there.”

“I was just checking in on Cass, and Winona myself” Gabriel says smoothly, his tone polite but pointed.

“How considerate,” Viktor replies, his voice cold.

The tension between them is so thick I could cut it with a knife. I’m caught between a molten meteorite and one iceberg king, and I’m the shiny object they both want to protect—or devour.

I get a surge of want inside thinking of the devour part. Far out, Cass, not the time to have a sexual fantasy. Stop. What is wrong with me?

I squeeze my thighs together and concentrate on both of them being here.

I stare at them, my face is burning hot. I’m so useless at this…

The silence hangs because I have no clue what to say and they are just glaring each other down like I’m the Holy Grail. I need to get out of here.

Lisa, bless her, steps back in with her usual tact—or lack thereof. “Well, this is awkward,” she says, throwing her hands up. “Cass, should I go get popcorn, or do you want me to stay and referee?”

They turn their attention to Lisa but still say nothing.

“Okay, I’m staying to referee.” She rubs her hands together. “This is going to be good.”

“Let’s go. I don’t have time for this. I have a date to get ready for,” I say. They don’t have to know it’s with the kids.

“A date?” Gabriel eyes me suspiciously.

Viktor is staring him down. “It’s none of your business.”

“Never said it was. None of yours either.”

I am not some damn trophy for them to compete over.

“Bye.” I grab Lisa’s arm and tug her toward the car, not bothering to look back at Gabriel or Viktor.