The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Is She The "Wife"?

Angela POV

Pregnant, six weeks.

I stared at the test results in my hands, the paper trembling slightly despite my

best efforts to keep steady.

I thought of that wild night.

His fingers curled into the delicate silk, and with one swift motion, the fabric tore.

He followed my collarbone down and kissed his way across my entire body.

My body arched involuntarily, drawn into the inferno of him, my hands grasping at his shoulders, his hair...

"Congratulations, Mrs. Shaw," Dr. Morrison's warm voice cut through my daze. "The initial tests show everything is progressing normally."

I looked up at her, grateful for the familiar face who had been handling my annual check-ups since I started working at Shaw Group.

"I... thank you, I wasn't expecting..."

"First-time mothers rarely are," she said kindly, pulling up my chart on her tablet. "We'll want to schedule regular prenatal check-ups. Is Mr. Shaw available to join us? We should discuss the care plan together."

"He's handling some urgent matters at the company," I replied automatically.

The truth was, I hadn't even told him about today's appointment.

"Of course, I understand. Wall Street waits for no one," Dr. Morrison nodded sympathetically. "But do make sure to bring him next time. There are several decisions you'll need to make together."

Together?

Sean and I hadn't made any real decisions together in the two years of our marriage.

It had started as a business arrangement - a way to appease his grandmother's concerns about the family legacy - and had remained exactly that.

My phone buzzed, Sean's name lighting up the screen. For a moment, my heart leaped - had he somehow sensed the news? But the message was purely practical:

"I'm at Metropolitan Club for a meeting. Please bring me an umbrella."

I glanced at the darkening sky. The weather forecast had mentioned possible thunderstorms, and Sean never liked to be caught unprepared.

his secretary, and it's my job to handle any unexpected situations that

if this was the right moment

down a

up to the club's entrance. I stepped out, clutching the umbrella, only to be stopped

but we have strict member-only

husband Sean Shaw is

sorry, but it's the rule-you can't go in." The security guard eyed me up and down, his tone laced with disdain. "Every day, plenty of people show up claiming to be

froze. What? His

a deep breath and tried to explain to the

The only wife. But he merely shrugged,

I pulled out my phone and called Sean. The call was

clenched. I quickly typed out

brought you an umbrella. I'm at the

passed before his

You can just head

hovered over

tell you

can discuss it at

The dismissal was clear.

but I forced myself

A professional

deep breath, I turned to leave-only to

figure caught my

No way!

That tall, curvy silhouette. That dangerously

Christina Jordan!

of her was like a punch to the gut - she was supposed to be

his hand wrapped

"wife" the

so-called "meeting" just an excuse to

my head around what I had

walked out of the club, talking

Christina's back!” one of them said. “I thought

came

story is so

is so good-looking, why would he end up with the daughter of

"Exactly! Christina's way out of Angela's league.

I took a step back,

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