Semua Bab Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband: Bab 361 - Bab 370

(Jayden)I’ve come home from work not a moment too soon. I step into this pristine mansion and immediately feel the tension in the air. Henry is crying.From the look on the tutor’s face as she gathers her things, it’s been a long day.“Mr. Brennan,” the tutor says, her tone polite but weary. “The girls have been adjusting fairly well, although they do need to understand discipline, but Bobby… Well, he’s been more interested in the kitten than lessons. I’ve barely seen him all day.”I sigh, taking Henry from his carer’s arms and bouncing him gently. His cries are escalating, and I know it’s time for a bottle. “Thank you for today. We all need some time. I’ll talk to him.”She nods, offering a smile before leaving.Henry’s carer offers her goodbyes, and I thank her too.I move into the sitting room, where the girls are flipping through books, but they look worn out. I quickly grab a bottle from the small fridge I had set up in the sitting room and heat it in the microwave oven next to

(Winona)As Viktor drives me home from Nexus Global, I can’t help but feel a strange mixture of satisfaction and exhaustion. It’s been a long day, but surprisingly, a good one.Connecting with Sofia was something I wasn’t expecting, and it’s left me with more to think about than I’d planned.We pull up to the huge mansion and Jayden’s standing by the front entrance, pushing Henry’s pram back and forth. He smiles when he sees me, that warm, easy grin that always makes me feel like everything is going to be okay.I step out of the car, making my way over to him. “Hey,” I say, leaning in to kiss him lightly. “You’re waiting for me?”“Of course. How was it with Sofia?” Jayden asks, his voice genuinely curious as he peers down at Henry, still asleep in the pram.I bend down and kiss Henry’s cheek.“She’s sharp. Really sharp. I actually learned a lot from her today.” I let out a small laugh, shaking my head. “She’s damn good at her job. I can see why she’s where she is.”Jayden nods, his ex

(Winona)Hugo hesitates, but under the weight of everyone’s expectations, he finally sits down, the beer still in hand. He takes a sip, and I swear I see him wince. He swallows like it has razor blades in it.The whole scene is comical—Hugo, ever the formal assistant, sitting here with us, trying to look like this isn’t the most uncomfortable situation he’s been in.Everyone else raises their glasses and goes back to their conversations. I separate a little from the women and stay close to Jayden for now.Jayden chuckles softly. “Now that you’re settled, how are the plans coming along for the welcome party I promised Abby and Winona?”Hugo stiffens again, clearing his throat. “The welcome party, monsieur?”Jayden raises an eyebrow. “You do remember the family party I promised Abby over the phone at my welcome dinner, right? I asked you to look into organizing it.”Hugo’s face pales slightly. “I… may have overlooked that particular detail. There were pressing matters concerning the Lon

(Winona)My heart pounds, and for a second, I can’t speak. I look away from the screen, my stomach knotting up, thoughts swirling in my mind. Hall pass week was wild on two occasions.Yes, there were condoms to start with. But can I be one hundred percent sure after that? No. No, I can’t.“Lisa…” My voice trembles as I force the words out. “I don’t know. I don’t think I did have unprotected sex, apart from with Jayden. But there’s always a chance even with contraceptives…”The silence on the other end stretches, heavy and suffocating. I watch Lisa’s face as she processes what I’ve just said, her brow furrowing.She knows me too well, knows when I’m not telling her everything. But how can I even begin to explain this mess? I barely understand it myself. This might get way more complicated. This may tear apart my family for good.Lisa finally breaks the silence, her tone firm and serious. “Winona, you need to find out. If there’s even the slightest chance you’re pregnant, you need to kn

(Cass)“Cass!” Ziggy’s voice snaps me back to the present. He’s standing by the counter, eyebrow raised as he holds a tray of fresh-cut veggies toward me. “Earth to Cass. You gonna season these, or are you planning on serving ‘em bland?”I blink, fumbling as I grab the tray. “Right. Sorry, I was just… thinking.”He sighs, running his hand through his vibrant blue hair. “Cass, girl, I get it. Trust me. But you’ve been ‘just thinking’ all day. If you’re gonna space out, at least pretend like you’re here.”“Yeah, yeah, I know,” I mutter, feeling my face flush under his watchful gaze. “I’m good.”Ziggy doesn’t look convinced, though. He eyes me for a moment longer, then glances around to make sure no one’s paying attention. “Do you, though? You’re riding that ‘green wave’ again, obviously.”My gut tightens. I hate how he reads me so well. Ziggy’s been around the block a few times, his arms a map of tattoos, each telling a story I’ll probably never hear. He knows when I’m out of it, and h