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

I entered, making her look years

her cheek. "I brought those macarons you love from

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

a smile, grateful that morning sickness had

"A healthy body makes it easier

unsure how to respond. Before I could gather my thoughts, Elizabeth continued,

busy with work,"

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turned iter -

give Elizabeth the gre grandchild she so desperately

beside her bed. “Would you mind taking me for a turn around the

to by the fresh

paused by a burbling fountain, I've

tightened involuntarily

"Oh2

She reached back to pat my hand about what truly matters

I started, but she

marriage, I'll admit I had my doubts. Not about you never about you. But about

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

pricked at my eyes, and I blinked them back furiously. "I feel

how my

do, darling. Which

"Grandmother?"

voice cut through the peaceful garden

g at the garden

suit

contrast to his

Elizabeth's tone held just a hint of reproach.

the wheelchair, maintaining careful distance as Sean