The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 47

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 47: Do You Really Think So Little of Me?

Angela Pov

The moment I shut the bedroom door behind me, I hended straight for the bathroom. My hands gripped the edge of the sink at I stared at my reflection in the mirror.

I looked exhausted.

Christina's pitiful expression from earlier flashed in my mind, making my stomach twist. I clenched my jaw, forcing the feeling down. I wouldn't let her get to me. She wasn't worth it.

They say a mother's emotions can affect her unborn child. I needed to stay calm

A sudden sound broke my thoughts.

The bathroom door swung open without warning.

Sean.

His tall frame filled the doorway, making the already spacious bathroom feel small and suffocating-

I turned my gaze back to the mirror, my fingers tightening against the cool porcelain. "What do you w

want?"

"What did you mean by what you said just now?" Sean's voice was low, edged with frustration.

I let out a short, humorless laugh. "What do you think? I was just giving you what you wanted. Don't you want to share a room with Christina?

His from

frown deepened, his silence stretching between us like a drawn bowstring.

I had no interest in whatever excuse he was about to throw my way, turned to

leave, but he didn't move. He was blocking the doorway.

"Excuse me," I said flatly.

Sean stood firm, unmoving.

shifted to his left, tryi

his left, trying to squeeze past, but just as I was about to get through, he stepped

in my way again.

I exhaled sharply, biting back my irritation. "Move."

He didn't.

I tried the other side. Same result.

hot

what is your

problem? If you're so free, why don't you

barely gut the words out before his hands were on

me back against the cold

My breath hitched.

grip was firm, unyielding, his body close enough that I could feel the heat radiating

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up at him, refusing foflook

do? Did I hit

just stared at me, his expression

without warning, he leaned down, his lips

in protest. His kiss

skin.

pang twisted

used to

his rare kisses had felt like stolen moments, something had secretly treasured. But was frustration, anger, something deeper he refused to say

t like before.

my strength.

sharp crack echoed

Sean stilled.

FOR

didn't flinch. He just stood

rose and fell, my lips tingling from his kiss.

I could take more than two steps, his hand wrapped around my wrist, yanking me

I snapped, struggling against his

Sean hold on tighter.

at him. "What the hell is wrong with you? If you're so hony, go to Christina.

his expression shifted-his eyes darkened, sharp as a bode. "What did you

chin, refusing to back down. "I said, if you're horny, go find the person n you should be with. Don't

not like this is your first time sleeping together, right? Relax. You helped me when my family went bankrupt-if you need me to, I

eyes narrowed. "What do you mean we've already slept together?

"Misunderstanding?"

Seriously? H

the nerve to call

you think. That night, she twisted her ankle, and I took

that night," I cut in, my

eed to

ut I didn't="

them in bed

out late almost

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don't

few deep breaths, I looked at Sean again, my gaze now

He noticed.

moment, he just stared at me. Then, he let out a short,

think that little