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

guilt through me. In two weeks, Elizabeth would undergo major heart surgery. In two weeks, the countdown to

face lit up as I entered, making her look years younger. "I was beginning

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 reprieve today.

her sharp eyes studied my face with motherly concern. "A healthy body makes it easier to conceive. I

respond. Before I could gather my thoughts,

busy with work," I said

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You Trying to Make Grandmother

turned iter - was

trying to give

she gestured to the wheelchair beside her bed. “Would you mind taking me for a turn around the

Elizabeth seemed to by the fresh air as we walked

know," she said as we paused by a burbling fountain, I've been thinking

tightened involuntarily on the wheelchair's

"Oh2

She reached back to pat my

started, but she pressed

I'll admit I had my doubts. Not about you

expectation. But watching you these past two years...

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

managed, hating how my voice

you do, darling. Which is

"Grandmother?"

cut through the peaceful garden atmosphere like a

g at the garden

suit

to his

tone held just a hint of reproach. "How nice of you to

the wheelchair, maintaining careful distance as Sean bent to kiss