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.

flared, hot and

what is your

free, why don't you

barely gut the words out before his hands were on me, grabbing my

against the cold

My breath hitched.

firm, unyielding, his body close enough that I could feel the

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Really

up at him,

you do? Did I hit

He just stared at me, his

leaned down, his lips

he didn't give me a chance in protest. His kiss was rough, almost desperate,

skin.

pang twisted in

used to

felt like stolen moments, something had secretly treasured. But was frustration, anger, something deeper

wasn't t

his chest, shoving him back with all my strength. The

sharp crack echoed in

Sean stilled.

FOR

his cheek, but he didn't flinch. He

from his kiss. I

steps, his hand wrapped around my wrist, yanking me

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. Don't

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

to back down. "I said, if you're horny, go find the person n you should be with.

together, right? Relax. You helped me when my family went bankrupt-if you need me to, I can cover

you mean we've already slept together?

"Misunderstanding?"

Seriously? H

had the nerve to call this

a slow breath. "It's not what you think. That night, she twisted

I

eed to

ut I didn't="

as long as I hadn't caught them in

staying out

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reminded myself-stay calm, don't let this get

few deep breaths, I looked at Sean again,

He noticed.

he just stared at me. Then,

that