The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 7

Chapter 7: I Found My Husband's Cufflink On Her Bed

Angela POV

When I woke the next morning, both Sean and Christina were gone.

The suspicion that had been gnawing at me all night suddenly felt like certainty - they must have spent the night together.

I couldn't help myself; I had to know.

My feet carried me to Christina's guest room before I could think better of it. I hesitated for just a moment before pushing the door open, slipping inside like an intruder in my own home.

The room was immaculate, pristine sheets perfectly made, everything in its proper place. There was no obvious sign that Sean had spent the night here, but Christina's signature perfume still lingered in the air, marking her territory.

I was suddenly distracted by a small shiny object next to the pillow.

I walked over, picked it up, and realized it was a pure gold cufflink. The engraved "S" reminded me it was Sean's! The one I gave him for his birthday last year.

So he really did sleep with Christina last night!

Soon this will be her bedroom, not just a guest room, I thought bitterly. Everything that's mine will become hers.

"Oh! Excuse me, Mrs. Shaw."

I startled at the maid's voice, turning to find the maid Sarah hovering uncertainly in the doorway with cleaning supplies.

The knowing look in her eyes made my cheeks burn - how pathetic must I seem, sneaking around my own home looking for evidence of my husband's infidelity?

I retreated to my room, mortification following me like a shadow. I had barely sat down when a knock came at my door.

"Mrs. Shaw?" Sarah's voice came through the door. "Would you like your breakfast brought up?"

"No, thank you." The thought of food made my stomach roll. "When did Mr. Shaw and Miss Jordan leave?"

A slight pause. "They left early this morning. Mr. Shaw had a breakfast meeting, and Miss Jordan accompanied him."

Of course she did.

should. The mirror reflected a pale version of myself - designer clothes hanging

of an Billionaire's wife, even as my marriage crumbled

me.

our building buzzed with the discrete energy that meant gossip was circulating. The usual morning parade of dog walkers and personal trainers

knew it

life

waiting for her to

me. Two years of

cut through

moment of your

followed him to his

take these." He placed a small pharmacy bag on

they were?" "Anti-fever medication, I believe. He was quite

as I picked up the bag. Through the white paper, I could feel

concern for my health could

James." I turned to leave, but his

the usually unflappable manager. "Perhaps you'd like to know

was clear - Christina wanted to be seen leaving with

concern," I

bonds can be tested by time and distance, Mrs. Shaw. Two years is a long

to home than he could know. I clutched the

the labels with desperate intensity. The warnings blurred before my eyes - potential

regular physician, but that

The news would reach Sean within

it would be better if there was

bottle and started pouring

"What are you doing?"

mirror, I could see him standing in the doorway, his expression unreadable. The pills felt

larger in the mirror. "Put the pills

"I don't need them."

still burning up. What's really going on?" His hand came to rest on my forehead, the

stare. "I just don't like

closed around mine, carefully taking the pills. "You've never been afraid of medicine before. What's