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.

her tone calm. "We're happy to be here with you, not

can be

I have the surgery or not... it doesn't really matter. I

say that, I

if she didn't have

need to talk about this. You don't have much

with us? It'll be better here. You'll be more comfortable, and we'll be able to take

your house isn't like a nursing home. There's no one there to look after me the way they do here."Grandma

soft sigh, she lay back down, clearly

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Who's

doynuose. She needed rest, and I wasn'bout to disturb that. I motioned for Angela

we stepped into the hallway, Angela's frustration pouded

like this? Can't you see how much stress

to come back with

her. I rubbed my temples,

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

voice cracked

wasn't angry with me-she was blaming Herself. Her

her. I'll convince her to come home

room. I even bought a bouquet of her favorite

doing here?" she asked, a smile tugging

the driver bring your things home," I said. "You're coming with us tonight.

permission!" Grandma grumbled, though

won't he staying here tonight anyway." Angela

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 that she was

had been right all along. Grandma may have seemed independent, but deep down, she was scared of the surgery and longed to

easy and full of warmth. For the first time all day,

the drive, my phone rang. It was my

Grandma answered the phone with a calm, reassuring tone, telling my mother that the

Sean and Angela here, I'm in good hands," Grandma