The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 20

Chapter 20: 1 never meant to buy you off

Angela POV

Just as I pressed the elevator button, heavy footsteps sounded behin me. Seans volcs cut through the silence.

Step

I didn't turn around, but my grip tightened on the suitcase handle.

Footsteps echoed down the hallway as Sarah surried toward us, clearly having heard our raised voices 'Mrs. Show she called out, concern evident in her voice. "Do you need any help?"

reassuring smile

I shook my head, forcing a reassuring smile.

"Sarah," Sean's voice was quiet but firm. "I need to speak with my wife privately. Please give us a moment."

Sarah hesitated, her eyes meeting mine with a look of sympathy before she reluctantly turned away, leaving the alone in the silence of the hallway.

I let out a soft sigh, then turned to face him with determined eyes. Ave made my decision, Sean."

"Have you?" His voice was closer now. "Or is someone else making it for you?"

Before I could respond, my phone's ringtone shattered the tense atmosphere. Nathan's name lit up the screen. I saw Sean's jaw tighten as he caught sight of the caller ID,

"I should take this," I said quietly.

voice carried clearly in the quiet hallway, "You haven't been to the office for three days.

aware of Sean's presence as 1 replied, "I'm fine. I'm just taking an

sure? I could

won't be necessary, I cut in quickly. "Goodnight,

the damage was done.

He practically spat the name, "Calling at this hour to check

friend whos concerned about my wellbeing." I tried to keep my voice

suddenly, taking my suitcase before I could

that back." I reached for the suitcase, but he held it easily out

lunches? Who calls

first." His voice dropped dangerously low, "What's really going on between

Anger flared in

to question my relationships with colleagues. Not when you spent last

1/3

meant to

Christina."

"That was different

Nathan's concern is gemine. His not

come to see you alone," Sean's voice tightened. "And she had no right to give you that check,

in Sean's eyes. "She

I cut him off. "Isn't that exactly what you did? Writing checks after our night together, as if I could be bought and paid

from his body made my skin tingle, and for a moment, I was acutely aware of every inch of space

was overwhelming, possessive reminding me of that one

buy you off," he said, his voice rough with emotion

my composure, but suddenly the

hit me, and I swayed