The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 25

Chapter 25: Are You Trying to Make Grandmother Suspicious

Angela POV

Having decided to keep this baby, I felt more emotionally stable than I had in weeks.

After saying goodbye to Sophie, I told Peter, "Let's head home."

"Home?" Peter looked surprised. "But Mrs. Shaw, aren't we supposed to visit Mrs. Elizabeth today? It's Saturday."

The realization hit me like a physical blow. With everything else happening, Tld nearly forgotten our standing sanatorium visits.

"What time is it?" I asked, though I already knew we were cutting it dose.

"Just past two, ma'am, Shall I inform Mr. Shaw?"

"No," I said quickly, perhaps too quickly. "He's probably busy with the quarterly reports. I'll go alone."

Peter's expression didn't change, but something in his eyes suggested he understood more than he let on. "I can have the car ready in five minutes."

"That won't be necessary." I reached for my own car keys. "I'll drive myself today."

It was one of the few things I'd kept from my life before the Wilson Bank collapse – a graduation gift from my father that represented independence rather than luxury.

The sanatorium's VIP wing was as luxurious as a five-star hotel, with its private entrance and elite security team.

"Mrs. Shaw." Dr. Thomas Carter's voice carried across the lobby. "Perfect timing. Elizabeth was just asking about you."

"How is she today?" I asked as the elevator climbed smoothly upward

"Stable. Her numbers are exactly where we want them for the surgery He paused, then added more softly, "She's been looking forward to your visit. You have a way of brightening her mood that none of us can quite match."

The words sent a fresh wave of

two weeks, Elizabeth would undergo major heart surgery. In two weeks, the countdown to my divorce from

entered, making her look years younger. "I was

bent to kiss her cheek. "I brought those macarons

others." She patted the seat beside her. “Now, tell me everything. How are you feeling? You look

a smile, grateful that morning sickness had given me a

"A healthy body makes it easier to conceive. I do hope you and Sean are

with embarrassment, unsure how to respond. Before I could gather my thoughts, Elizabeth continued, "Speaking of which,

busy with work," I said

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Are You Trying to Make Grandmother

my thoughts turned iter - was probably with Christina

what were they doing? Perhaps trying to give Elizabeth the gre

press the issue. Instead, she gestured to the wheelchair beside her bed. “Would you mind taking me for a turn around the garden? The doctors insist I get some

seemed to by the fresh

she said as we paused by a burbling fountain, I've been thinking about the future

involuntarily

"Oh2

legacy, about family." She reached back to pat my hand about what truly

started, but

marriage, I'll admit I had my doubts. Not about

expectation. But watching you these past two years... you've become more than Just my grandson's

I blinked them back furiously. "I

how my

do, darling. Which

"Grandmother?"

peaceful garden atmosphere like

g at the garden entrance, impeccable in a

suit

contrast to his drunken state

just a hint of reproach. "How nice of you

careful distance as Sean