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.

followed me out the

out to him, "Sean, there's something I need to

Instead, he went

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

my office, the pounding in my head

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

"Just need to finish...".

to clear my vision, but the office

heard was Emily's startled gasp as the world went

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

that had cost more than some people's monthly rent - and tried

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

to Ivy League schools, both part of the same social

near the fountain, surrounded by his usual group of friends. My heart did that familiar flutter

One of the boys was saying as I approached. "On that yacht

life." Sean's voice carried clearly across the garden. "I still can't believe she knew exactly what to do when I started

someone else chimed in. "The perfect meet-cute

for her by my side," Sean agreed, his tone soft with something

notice me, the blue

shifted, blurred, reformed. Sean's face loomed

this," his voice echoed strangely. "Or don't blame me for taking matters into my own

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

Angela. You understand, don't you? Some

a car, the privacy partition raised. My head was resting against something firm

of his cologne mingled with Christina's perfume, making my stomach

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