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.

wife-I'm also his secretary, and it's my job to handle any unexpected situations that come

touched my still-flat stomach absently, wondering if this

Club," I flagged down a cab

club's entrance. I stepped

we have strict member-only access rules during

understand, but my husband Sean Shaw is inside. I just

The security guard eyed me up and down, his tone laced with disdain. "Every day, plenty of people show up claiming to be Mr. Sean's girlfriend or wife. But just now,

What? His

breath and tried to explain to

only wife.

and called

quickly

an umbrella.

before his reply

You can just

fingers hovered

to tell you something

discuss it at

The dismissal was clear.

was angry and frustrated, but I forced myself to

A professional

a deep breath, I turned to

familiar figure caught

No way!

to ignore. That tall, curvy silhouette. That dangerously

Christina Jordan!

- she

out his hand wrapped

the

so-called "meeting" just an excuse to

head

walked out of the club,

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

she came back for

story is so

don't get it, Sean is so good-looking, why would he end up with the

of Angela's league. Just thinking about Angela's silly smile makes me

slaps. I took a step back, barely noticing that I'd

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