The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 48

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 48: How Did Your Lipstick End Up On His Mouth?

Angela POV

Sean finally released my wrist and turned away, striding toward the door. The moment he left. I couldn't help but let out a mocking

Through the door, I heard Sean's irritated voice. "What do you want?!

I froze. In all our years

our years of knowing each other, I had never heard Sean speak to Christina with such obvious annoyance.

"Sean, I just... I need to borrow sleepwear from Angela. Sarah didn't prepare the guest room properly...."

I couldn't help but laugh to myself. Was she really here just to borrow sleepwear?

Or was it an excuse to check up on me? Or perhaps she was looking for a chance to get closer to Sean?

When I opened the bedroom door, the tableau before me was exactly what I'd expected

Christina stood too close to Sean. Her fingers fidgeted with her Cartier bracelet, drawing attention to her delicate waists.

She'd positioned herself perfectly in the warm glow of the crystal chandelier, the light catching the red highlights in her hair.

Oh, Angela!" Her surprise seemed genuine, though we both knew it wasnt. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything. I just needed to borrow some sleepwear

As she spoke, her eyes traveled over me with careful attention, searing for any tell-tale signs of intimacy with Sean-a misplaced hair, smudged makeup, or wrinkled clothing that might betray what had trampired between us moments ago.

I met her gaze steadily. Of use Come in-the closet this w

Sean's eyes followed us as we moved past him, his expression unreadable. The small cut at the corner of his mouth seemed darker Tow, more pronounced againal his tanned sk

the Ufestyle Id married into ows of designer clothing, shelves of carefully arranged accessories, all bathed in soft,

her expression darkaning before she rced a smile, her voice

absolutely beautiful, Angela. Sean really takes good of

answer her. Instead, I thought to myself,

Sean's earshot, her demeanor shifted. The ulnerability vanished, replaced by something

her voice tight with controlled anger. "You

face bet, keeping my

Thats bot

we agreed to

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that

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How Did Your Lipstick End

bracelet. "Don't pretend this is abot Elizabeth. I saw how you looked at Sean tonight,

looked at you,"

it was funny, but because it was

with me? If Sean truly led me, he wouldn't have asked for a divorce, let

said carefully. "I've kept

on Sean's ulls. Were you two

evenly. "I didn't initiate

with sarcasm. Then how did your tick end

"Sean kissed me. He

e initiated it."

slightly, her eyes widening in disbelief. That's impossible!

"Whether you believe it or not, I've never broken our agreement. I've never made the first

ask Sean about it? Why do you always come after me instead? Are you afraid

soft but clear. "We could stand here all night, arguing about who has the right to what, who promised what to whom. Or we could

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narrowing. "What are

condition is serious-you know that. She needs stability right

flickered across her perfect features.