The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 51

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 51: Did They All Know My Secret?

Angela POV

The moment I saw him, my mind went completely blank.

How long had he been standing there?

What had he heard?

Who were you talking to?" His voice was carefully neutral, but I could hear the edge beneath it.

I avoided his question, asking instead, "Weren't you supposed to be at the office? Why are you still home?"

"Elizabeth was worried about your health," he replied, his eyes never leaving my face. "She insisted I stay back to keep an eye on you. The meetings have been switched to video calls." He paused for a moment, then pressed on, "You still haven't answered my question. Who were you talking to just now?"

I turned to face him, keeping my expression composed. "I was practicing for a presentation," I replied smoothly, moving toward my desk. "The quarterly numbers for the Morgan acquisition."

"Really?" Sean stepped into the study, closing the door behind him. Because it sounded more like you were having a rather intimate

conversation."

"You must have misheard." I kept my voice light as I sorted through the papers on my desk, giving my hands something to do. "I've been reviewing these reports all morning."

His eyes narrowed. "Do you really think I'm that easy to fool?" He took a step closer, his voice dropping. "I heard you say 'baby'."

pounding so hard

so nervous?" Sean's voice grew colder. "Is there something you're hiding?

his suspicion about Nathan, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. So he hadn't heard clearly what I'd said earlier. He had no idea about the child I was

couldn't help but let out a short, surprised laugh. "Is that what this is about? Nathan is helping me understand the technical aspects of the Morgan deal. You

keeping my voice casual, "I was calling Emily 'baby'. She's been doing an excellent job lately, and I'm thinking of giving

analysts who could help

as qualified as Nathan," I countered. "He has the most experience with this

don't like how much time

I could stop myself. "At least I haven't invited Nathan to stay overnight in our home,

tension thickening in the room. Sean took a step forward, his hands gripping the edge of my desk. "Are you blaming me? I wasn't the one who invited Christina

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said sarcastically, "Who could

remained silent. Taking advantage of his hesitation, I grabbed my laptop, pushed past

not finished

Christina left her scarf in the guest room last night. You might want

to find something to settle my churning stomach. The morning sickness was getting

to hide.

David busy preparing lunch when I entered

across his face before he masked

greeted me, "I just finished a batch of macarons. Would you like to try one? They're your favorite - vanilla

threatening to revolt

mention of sweets. "Thank you,

with a glass of mint tea just as