The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 53

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 53 You Can't Call Him Anymore-Ever

Angela POV

"Why?"

I kept my voice steady, but Sean's intense gaze sent a shiver down my spine. There was something different about him-something unreadable and unsettling.

"You can't call Nathan anymore," he said suddenly.

I blinked. "What?"

"And don't call him 'baby' again. In fact, you can't call any man 'baby, ever again." he added, his jaw tightening. "I know you weren't talking to Emily last night. I asked her. It was Nathan, wasnt it?"

I froze for half a second, unsure how to respond.

Should I even bother explaining? Maybe it was better to let him misunderstand than risk him learning the truth.

After a pause, I shrugged. "You're overthinking things. Nathan and I are just friends. And no, I won't stop talking to him-he's my colleague. That's not how the world works."

Then, as if this conversation were nothing more than an inconvenience, I patted his shoulder lightly. "Now, put me down."

Instead of letting go, Sean tightened his hold. His eyes, dark and piercing, locked onto mine.

"If you don't agree, I won't let go," he said, his voice low and firm.

I let out a breath. "Can't we have this conversation like normal adults? Do you really think this is appropriate?"

His lips curled slightly, but there was no amusement in his expression. "It's perfectly appropriate."

Then he added, "Angela, do you even remember that you're a married woman?"

I arched a brow, scoffing. "Have you forgotten? This marriage isn't real."

His arms stiffened around me. For a moment, something flickered in his eyes- something unspoken.

Then, without another word, he finally let me go.

As I stepped away, I chuckled softly, but there was no real humor in it.

remembered. His little display had

and left

headed to work, one thing was certain-I was driving

while I was busy taking care of Elizabeth. The moment I stepped into the office, Emily handed me a thick stack

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time afternoon rolled around, my stomach growled

instinctively placing a hand on my stomach before grabbing my coat and heading out for

shop, I joined the queue, my mind still occupied with work. But a

sight of a sleek black sports car parked across the street. Its windows were tinted, making

just my

your bacon sandwich

reality. I quickly took the bag, pushing aside the strange

office.

It didn't speed up, didn't honk-just-stayed there, lingering. Then, at the next intersection,

I'm just being paranoid.....

Later That Evening

nervous wreck. She had a big

pacing in the office was making

said, closing my laptop. "I'll go

lit up

about to leave,

work, we'll go

I can't. I'm going with Emily to a business

immediately, my phone

subordinate. Why do you need to go

was calm, but there was an edge

to train my successor, Sean. Someone has to take over

right?"

Silence.

wait for a

At the Dinner Venue

arrived,

A bar? Seriously?"

winced. "The client

sharply. “Bars are too noisy and full

suggest another location?

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