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.

frustration followed me

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

chase after me. Instead, he went

I should've seen this coming

my office, the pounding

into view. "You really should

"Just need to finish...".

my vision, but

was Emily's startled gasp

perfectly manicured

smoothed down my own dress - pale blue silk that had cost more than some people's monthly rent - and tried to steady my

of being the perfect study partner and confidante, I would finally tell

was perfect - we were both headed to Ivy League schools, both part of the

group of friends.

hear about Christina?" One of the boys was saying as I approached. "On that yacht last

"I still can't believe she knew exactly what to do when I started having that reaction. If she

in. "The perfect meet-cute for

side," Sean agreed, his tone soft

notice me, the blue

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

about 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

best, Angela. You understand, don't you? Some things

awake to find myself in the back of a car, the privacy partition raised. My head was resting against something firm - Sean's shoulder, I realized with

familiar scent of his cologne mingled with

other side. "Thank goodness. We were so worried when Emily