The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 45

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 45: Who's That Woman

Sean POV

When I walked back into the hospital rannt, I was surprised to hear andma laughing-really laughing.

Angela had clearly told her some joke. But instead of feeling relieved

light knot formed in my chest.

The more Angela and Grandma bonded, the more unsettled I felt. It was as if the closer they grew, the harder it would be to tell Grandma about the divorce.

What if she took it badly?

What if it made her so upset that she collapsed again, like before?

The thought made me wince.

As I stood there in the doorway, lost in my worries, Grandma noticed me. Her face brightened when she saw me. "Ah, there you are. she said, her voice soft with affection.

"How a are you feeling, Grandma?" I asked, walking over to her bedside. "Are you hungry?"

Grandma waved me off with a smile. "Angela already made sure I'm taken care of. She's having mushroom soup sent up." She patted Angela's hand, clearly proud of her.

"As long as I can see you both, I'm fine."

Not long after, the nurse brought in the soup. Angela immediately took charge, gently feeding Grandma herself.

There was something about the way Angela cared for Grandma that made her seem like she was already a part of the family.

Once Grandma finished her soup, she sat back against her pillows, her gaze softening. "You two should head back to the office now, she said, sounding almost guilty. I've wasted your whole day."

"Grandma, how could spending time with you be a waste?" I said. My frustration with the situation was starting to show.

be here with you, not just because it's our responsibility. You need to get

be ready for the

surgery or not... it doesn't really matter. I don't want

say that, I said

didn't have

talk about this. You don't have

bring you home to stay with us? It'll be better here. You'll be more comfortable, and we'll

your house isn't like a nursing home. There's no one there to look

lay back down, clearly

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Who's

wasn'bout to disturb that. I motioned for Angela to follow

into the hallway,

like this? Can't you

doesn't want to come back with us, Angela. She

rubbed

home yesterday. And we shouldn't have gone to handle the divorce paperwork this morning. We should've been here earlier. This is

cracked

that Angela wasn't angry with me-she was blaming

her. I'll

a bouquet of her favorite tulija. An hour later, Angela

here?" she asked, a smile

driver bring your things home," I said. "You're coming

for my permission!" Grandma grumbled, though her yes were full of

to Sean. You won't he staying here tonight anyway."

a bit more, but the smile on her face said it all-she was happy we were there. As much as she pretended to resist, I could see

along. Grandma may have seemed independent, but deep down, she was scared of the surgery and

drive home, the mood lightened. Angela and Grandma chatted and laughed, their conversation easy and full of warmth.

phone rang. It

tone, telling my mother that the surgery would be delayed and that

in good hands,"