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.

to be here with you,

can be

old, dear. Whether I have the surgery or not...

that, I

she didn't have

to talk about this. You don't have

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

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

lay back down,

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Who's

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

into

here alone like this? Can't you see how much stress she's under about the

want to come

I rubbed my temples, trying to stay

we shouldn't have gone to handle the divorce paperwork this morning.

voice cracked

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

to her. I'll convince her to come home

bought a bouquet of her favorite tulija. An hour later, Angela and I returned to Grandma's room, where she looked up,

a smile tugging at the corners of her

your things home," I said. "You're coming with us tonight. No

my permission!" Grandma grumbled, though her

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

out of bed. She grumbled a bit more, but the smile on her face said it all-she was happy we

but deep down, she was scared of the surgery and longed to

and laughed, their conversation easy and full of warmth. For the

phone rang. It was

Grandma's surgery, Grandma answered the phone with a calm, reassuring tone, telling my mother that the surgery would be delayed and that

here, I'm in good hands,"