The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Chapter 6: My Husband's Lover Gave Me A Bath?!

Angela POV

Sean lifted me from the town car as if I weighed nothing, cradling me against his chest.

His steady heartbeat against my cheek.

For just a moment, I allowed myself to sink into his warmth, to pretend this tenderness meant something more than obligation.

Behind us, Christina's Louboutins clicked against the floor in perfect rhythm, each step a reminder of her unwanted presence in my home.

Sean gestured toward the living room. "Christina, please make yourself comfortable. Sarah, would you bring Miss Jordan some lemon water?"

"You still remember," Christina's smile carried years of shared history. "Though I suppose some things never change. This place looks exactly the same as it did two years ago - you never were one for redecorating, Sean."

The casual familiarity in her voice made my stomach turn.

Of course she knew every detail of this home – she'd practically lived here before our marriage.

I forced myself to look away as she settled onto the leather sofa with the ease of someone returning to their rightful place.

Perhaps this was always meant to be her home, I thought. I'm just keeping her seat warm.

Sean carried me toward the master bathroom, his movements careful but sure. The marble countertops gleamed under soft lighting as he set me down, steadying me with one arm while reaching for my shirt with his other hand.

Heat that had nothing to do with my fever rushed to my face as his fingers slipped beneath the hem of my shirt.

"I can manage," I whispered.

can barely stand," he said softly, continuing his gentle but methodical undressing. "Besides, it's nothing I haven't

appeared in the doorway, still

a medical degree, after all. I know exactly how to

of me desperately hoping he would refuse, would insist on

be

closed behind him with a quiet

knew every inch of this home as

here," she announced, reaching for my blouse

swear, this is the weirdest thing that's ever happened

husband's lover gave me

generally prefer women with more curves, you know. Sean especially - he's always

the mirror. My voice came out colder than

years of marriage, Sean had never once mentioned his preferences in women. Perhaps it didn't matter whether I was thin or curvy - he simply didn't care

perfect curves reflected in the mirror. So this was

imagine it must have been difficult, playing the role of Mrs. Shaw when everyone knows

eyes, too exhausted to maintain the

to worry about me, Christina. I know my place in

"Oh?"

side will

perhaps, or uncertainty. Before

"Is everything alright?"

out of the bath. Though perhaps you should wait in the other room - we

after helping me back to my room. But

staying the night," she said softly. "Angela needs proper medical supervision, and I'd feel terrible if something happened while

for just a moment before nodding. “I'll prepare

in my chest had nothing to do with my fever as I watched him lead

before moving into our

trying to ignore the

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