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..

her." Evan's tone was deliberately casual. "She deserved to know

uncomfortable curled in my chest. "You shouldn't have worried

Sean. And despite what you both pretend, I don't think

claim."

falling back on the explanation I'd

Then why did you completely you kept saying her

the water glass. Had I really

night? Before you

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it might crack ape something

was drunk.

men, as they say, speak sober

eyes. "She came

last night."

halfway to my lips.

saw her car in the

lot. But she

Christina arrive

stayed if

Would she have come if I'd asked?

spiraling thoughts. William's voice

swept in before I could respond, looking fresh and perfect in a pale pink

sparked something desire, affection, anything. Instead, I

How

are you feeling?"

fine," I said, my voice sliding into its usual controlled tone. "Thank you for

on the edge of the bed, her hand reaching for mine. “I was so worried. You never

home," I said, already moving to stand. "Change

of working today," Christina protested. "You need rest.

"You can

jacket, needing to escape the suffocating concern in her voice. "I have meetings

you," she offered.

smoothly. "We're headed to the same

"I'll handle it,"

disappointment? - but her smile never wavered. "Of course. I'll check on you

After

struggled with my tie, my