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.

at me, her tone calm. "We're happy to be here with you, not just because it's our

be ready

shook her head. "I'm getting old, dear. Whether I have the surgery or not... it doesn't really matter. I don't want to be a burden

say that, I

me that if she didn't have the surgery, she might not make it

about this. You

stay with us? It'll be better here. You'll be

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

soft sigh, she lay back

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pressure her doynuose. She needed rest, and I wasn'bout to disturb that. I motioned for Angela to follow me out

stepped into the hallway, Angela's frustration

can we leave her here alone like this? Can't you see how

to come back with us, Angela. She

rubbed my

at the nursing home yesterday. And we shouldn't have gone to handle the divorce paperwork this

voice cracked with

angry with me-she was blaming Herself. Her guilt was weighing her

understand," I said softly. "Til talk to her. I'll convince her to

and for the housemaid to prepare her room. I even bought a bouquet of her favorite tulija. An hour later, Angela and

two doing here?" she asked, a smile tugging at the corners

your things home," I said. "You're

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

You won't he

it all-she was happy

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

lightened. Angela and Grandma chatted and laughed, their conversation easy and full of warmth. For the first

drive, my phone rang. It

my mother that the surgery would be delayed

in good hands,"