The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 4

Chapter 4:She Knelt Between My Husband's legs

Angela POV

Once they left, I slammed the door to my office behind me.

Few hours later, I pushed through the headache and finished organizing the papers, then headed to Sean's office.

When I pushed open the door, I froze.

Christina was on her knees-right between Sean's legs!

I never expected them to do something so shameless in the office!

Sean's head snapped toward me, his expression a mixture of shock and panic. He scrambled to his feet, nearly knocking over the chair behind him.

"Wait, this isn't what it looks like!" he blurted out. "Christina accidentally spilled coffee on me, and she was just "

My gaze flicked to his pants. A dark stain spread across the fabric, confirming part of his story. But I wasn't interested in explanations. Who knew what had actually happened before I walked in?

Cutting him off, I stepped forward and placed the report on his desk with a sharp thud."Here's the report you need for this afternoon's meeting."

The room swayed slightly as I straightened, but I forced myself to remain steady. "She's clearly unwell," Christina murmured to Sean.

I turned to leave before either could see how deeply the words had cut, but Sean's voice stopped me.

"Angela, wait-"

"If there's nothing else?" I kept my voice professionally neutral, not turning back.

of frustration followed me

to him, "Sean, there's something

didn't chase after me. Instead, he went back to

get upset," I told myself. I should've seen this coming

in my office, the pounding in my

face swam into view. "You really should lie down. You're white

"Just need to finish...".

but the office

I heard was Emily's startled gasp as the world

of Phillips Exeter Academy stretched out before me, perfectly manicured

dress - pale blue silk that had cost more

of being the perfect study partner and confidante, I would

both headed to Ivy League schools, both part of the

spotted him near the fountain, surrounded by his usual group of friends. My heart did that familiar flutter as I watched

of the boys was saying as I approached.

across the garden. "I still can't believe she knew

chimed in.

her by my side," Sean agreed, his tone soft with something I'd

backed away before they could notice me, the blue silk

scene shifted, blurred, reformed. Sean's face loomed over

"Or don't blame

behind him, a white-clad angel of mercy with a

the best, Angela. You understand, don't you? Some things are just meant to

myself in the back of a car, the privacy partition raised. My

familiar scent of his cologne mingled with Christina's perfume,

came from my other side. "Thank goodness. We were