Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband novel Chapter 537

(Lisa)

I stare at my phone, half-considering throwing it out the window.

Logan Bennett.

The text sits there, taunting me. Of course he’d have my number on record. But I still wasn’t expecting him to flick me a text anytime soon.

Can I stop by? We need to talk.

I want to say no. But it has to be dealt with. I know I have to make a decision.

I’m free tomorrow.

No reply after a few minutes. Whatever. I’m easy either way, buddy.

I sigh, slumping back on my couch. Thanks for reminding me just before bedtime that my entire life is a tangled mess of secrets, unanswered questions, and morning sickness.

I think about the USB. Still untouched in the back of my cupboard. Still part of shit I don’t want to deal with. I don’t need to deal with whatever is on there. It won’t change one thing I’m dealing with now.

It can stay in the cupboard.

A sharp knock at the door pulls me out of my spiral. I drag myself up and swing it open.

And there he is.

Same damn face. Same damn eyes.

But different.

“Oh… you meant now? I’m not sure… I mean, it’s a little messy in here.”

“I was in the neighborhood.”

Logan’s suit is a little looser than Lance’s ever was, like he cares more about comfort than sharp tailoring. His hair is neat but not styled to perfection. And his smile—it’s... softer. Less cocky.

“Really?” I know he’s bullshitting me.

“Okay. I wasn’t, but we need to talk and this can’t wait until you’re ready to see me, which will probably be never.”

Smart observation. I stifle a grin. I step aside so he can go past me.

He takes in my apartment, eyes scanning over the cluttered kitchen counter, the throw blankets that have taken up permanent residence on my couch.

“I like it,” he says. “Feels... lived in. A little too lived in, maybe. You okay?”

“That… is none of your business.”

His lips twitch. “Duly noted.”

I sink onto the couch, motioning for him to take the chair across from me. “Alright, Bennett. You want to talk. Talk.”

Logan exhales, leaning forward, elbows on his knees. “Look, I know the other day was a lot. I didn’t expect our new CEO to be someone who knew Lance so personally and had no idea I existed.”

“Okay. You didn’t just come here to say that.” It’s unnerving him being here. I don’t need him to pretend he cares. I need to get this over with.

His expression sobers. “I didn’t know, Lisa. About your history with him. I expected he would tell those close to him about finding me. If I had known, I would’ve handled things differently.”