The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 23

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 23: When the Wrong Name Slips

Sean POV

being crushed in a vice. Sunlight stabbed through my eyelids, making the pounding men worse.

I forced my ryes open, squinting at an unfamiliar ceiling.

Evan's guest room.

The realization came slowly, along with fragmented memories of lat night. Expensive whiskey. Williams knowing smirk. Evan's quiet concern. And underneath it all, a gnawing ache that had nothing to do with alcohol.

"Good morning. Evan's voice came from the doorway, followed by the soft clink of glass against wood. "Water and aspirin when you're ready."

I managed to push myself up, ignoring the way the room tilted. "How did I end up here?"

"You insisted." Evan settled into a chair by the window, his expression carefully neutral. "Rather forcefully, actually, when Christina offered to take you to her place."

Christina. The name stirred something in my memory her voice, heavy with concern, floating through the haze of whiskey. But there had been someone else I'd wanted to see last night. Someone whose absence had felt like a physical wound..

"She was there?" I asked, though I wasn't sure why it mattered.

"Showed up right after you passed out. Quite concerned about your wellbeing. Evan watched me with that penetrating gaze that always saw too much. "William drove her home."

I reached for the water and aspirin, using the movement to avoid his eyes. "I should call her. Thank her for her concern."

"Probably," Evan agreed. "Though you might want to check your other missed calls first

alle first-

My phone sat on the bedside table, its screen lit up with notifications Christina's messages from William.

s name a

appeared several times, along with

But it was another name that made my heart stutter Angela, timestamped 2:47 AM.

"She called?" The words scraped against my dry throat..

Evan's tone was deliberately casual. "She deserved

curled in my chest.

despite what you both pretend, I don't think this marriage is as purely business

claim."

arrangement,” I said automatically, falling back on the explanation I'd repeated countless times. "For grandmrs sake.

his expression serious. Then why did you completely you kept saying her name.

water glass. Had I really called for

for her last night? Before

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admission felt dangerous, Nike acknowledging it might crack ape something I

was drunk.

they say, speak

his eyes. "She

last night."

froze halfway

her car

she never came

think she saw Christina arrive and decided

stayed if

but the words felt hollow, Would she have come

voice carried through the door: "Visitor for

looking fresh and perfect in a

have sparked something desire, affection, anything. Instead, I felt my

darling. How are

are you feeling?"

into its usual controlled tone.

her hand reaching for mine. “I

said, already moving to stand.

working today,"

"You can

my jacket, needing to escape the suffocating concern in her

me drive you," she

smoothly. "We're headed to the same

"I'll handle it,"

Christina's perfect features frustration? disappointment? - but her smile never wavered. "Of course.

After

with my tie, my usually steady hands betraying me. Evan watched