The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 5

Chapter 5: The Last Shred of Dignity

Why had he been pretending to care about me? He was the one who'd made me stand in the rain yesterday!

Now, his concern just felt even more fake, even more disgusting.

Christina shifted beside me, her perfume making my stomach roll.

I couldn't go to the hospital.

If I had, my pregnancy would've been exposed.

It sounded silly, but I didn't want anyone to know about the baby-I needed to hold on to whatever little self-respect I had left.

Especially in front of Christina.

"That's not your business." I siad coldly and pressed my forehead against the cool window.

"Sean," Christina's voice was honey-sweet with concern, "maybe it's because of my presence? I could get out here, and you can take Angela to the hospital? Her condition seems serious, we shouldn't delay."

"Don't be ridiculous," Sean snapped, though his tone softened as he continued. "This isn't about you."

I caught Christina's perfectly practiced look of contrition in the window's reflection.

"Angela, I apologize if I've misunderstood. I thought you might be uncomfortable because of my relationship with Sean."Christina played the victim, acting hurt.

I said

my forehead, but I flinched away before he

flashed across his face was gone

clinic," Christina offered

Thomas Carter - he's absolutely brilliant, very

eyebrows drew together. "Carter?

Christina's smile was knowing, intimate. "He handles most of the Upper East Side's more...

me. Here I

focused on not throwing

studied me for a long moment before

of plans. Dr. Carter's

the first two floors of a pristine townhouse, its discrete brass plaque

we entered felt like a

not to flinch as the doctor raised the thermometer, but my body betrayed me with

back, steadying me. The gesture felt achingly familiar - a

after finally managing to take my temperature. "Not dangerous yet, but heading that way. I'd like to start an IV to bring the fever down and prevent

IV meant blood work. Blood work meant pregnancy

voice held a warning.

how weak I sounded. "Just... whatever you

flickered between Sean and me, professional mask firmly in place. "There are other cooling methods we can

a casual gesture that

Sean's response. The room felt like it was slowly spinning, though whether from fever

carefully neutral, "would you prefer

think is best, as long as it doesn't