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

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

years younger. "I was

"I brought those macarons you

o of others." She patted the seat beside her. “Now, tell me everything. How

morning sickness had given me a reprieve today. "Just busy with

motherly concern. "A healthy body makes it easier to

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

busy with work," I said

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turned iter - was probably with

to give Elizabeth the gre

bed. “Would you mind taking me for a turn around the garden? The doctors insist I get some exercise,

sanatorium's rooftop garden. Elizabeth seemed to by the fresh air as

a burbling

involuntarily on

"Oh2

to pat my hand about what truly matters in

but she

Sean first proposed this marriage, I'll admit I had my doubts. Not about you never about you. But about the

these past two years... you've become more than Just my grandson's wife. You're the daughter I

and I blinked them

hating how my

know you do, darling.

"Grandmother?"

the peaceful garden atmosphere

to find him standing g at the garden entrance, impeccable in a

suit

his drunken

Elizabeth's tone held just a hint of reproach. "How nice

stepped back from the wheelchair, maintaining careful distance as Sean