The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 42: What I Was, Was Terrified

Sean POV

When I saw that car speeding toward Angela, my heart stopped. This seemed to freeze for a split second as my mind went blank. I didn't think. I didn't hesitate. I just moved.

hurt

My legs propelled me forward as if they had a mind of their own. There was no question in my head-I couldn't let her get h

I reached her just as she froze in the middle of the street, too caught in her thoughts to move, Without a second thought, I grabbed her, yanking her into my arms. We both fell to the ground, the impact of the fall sharp against the

pavement.

For a moment, all I could hear was the rush of blood in my ears, my breath ragged as I clutched her to me.

I was afraid to let go, afraid to check if she was okay, afraid that if did, she might be hurt. But I could feel her-her soft, warm body pressed tightly against mine, her breath a steady rhythm under my fingers.

I held her tighter, relief flooding through me in waves.

I couldn't get rid of the images from the seconds before. The car coming straight

for her. The way she hadn't seen had clenched my chest so tightly I couldn't breathe.

But as I held her, my mind began to calm.

The fear that

She was okay.

She was real.

She was safe.

I even felt the warmth of her lips brush against my throat, soft and almost

like she didn't realize what had

to return to normal. I was aware of the whispers,

"Are you i

A voice from the

only on

in my arms, the way her

fell with each breath.

her, and I couldn't let

got to our feet, I made sure to keep

hers. The grip was tighter than

mind still racing from the events that had just

"Your shoulder... it's bleeding."

that I felt a sharp, insistent pain shooting from

pain in my shoulder was nothing compared to the fear

again, her voice soft, uncertain. "I'm so

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42: What I Was,

tell her that it wasn't anger 1 was feeling, that I wasn't end

What I was, was

two years of mariage had been a

shared the countless moments where we laughed together,

each other for so long-since we were kids, sharing

each other at our worst and

to part ways, I couldn't imagine my life

it.

I was so

"I can understand!"

truth in her eyes. I

over years of friendship

I also understood why.

she was young, and I often wondered if Elizabeth's care for her had filled that vold, even if

little.

with Angela-advice on dealing with things like menstrual pain, things women often

intimate exchanges that spoke to the closeness they

marry Angela, her concern was less about the wedding itself and more about me-she wanted to make sure I

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