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 out the

"Sean, there's something I need to discuss with

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

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

the pounding in my head

Emily's concerned face swam into view. "You really should lie down. You're white as

"Just need to finish...".

trying to clear my vision, but the

thing I heard was Emily's startled gasp

Exeter Academy stretched out before me, perfectly manicured and dotted with graduating seniors in their formal

- pale blue silk that had cost more than

After years of careful friendship, of being the perfect study partner and confidante, I would finally tell Sean

to Ivy League schools, both part of the

surrounded by his usual group of friends. My heart did that familiar flutter as I watched

the boys was saying as I approached. "On that

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

chimed in.

for her by my side," Sean agreed, his

notice me, the

blurred, reformed. Sean's face loomed over me, but

strangely. "Or don't blame me for taking matters

behind him, a white-clad angel

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

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

mingled with Christina's perfume, making my

side. "Thank goodness. We were so worried when Emily called down to