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.

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

an Billionaire's wife, even as my marriage crumbled

me.

meant gossip was circulating. The usual morning parade of dog walkers and personal trainers moved with

knew it was

his life on

for

hear the fragments of conversation that followed me. Two years of practice had perfected

James Morrison's voice cut through the

moment of

followed him to his office, grateful

ensure you take these." He placed a small pharmacy

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

paper, I could

irony of it hit me then - Sean's concern for my health could unknowingly harm his

to leave, but

to know that Miss Jordan's previous visits were always... discrete. This

- Christina wanted to be

concern," I said

the strongest bonds can be tested by time and distance,

hit closer to home than he could know. I clutched the pharmacy bag tighter, nodding once before retreating

the pills onto the marble counter, studying the labels with desperate intensity. The

should call Dr. Morrison, my regular physician, but that

The news would reach Sean within

be better if there was

and started pouring the pills into

"What are you doing?"

could see him standing in the doorway, his expression unreadable. The

stepped closer, his reflection growing larger in the mirror. "Put

"I don't need them."

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

my eyes, meeting his reflection's stare. "I

carefully taking the pills. "You've never been afraid