The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 59

Chapter 59

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 59: Had Sean Really Let Her Choose My Dress?

Angela POV

I quickly shut off my phone. Emily was the first to move. Without a word, she

stepped forward and began arranging reports on my desk with careful precision. Her movements were different now-gentler, almost protective.

"The quarterly projections, Angela," she said softly, meeting my eyes with quiet understanding. "I've highlighted the key points from

the Asian markets."

Michael closed the door behind him and moved to stand beside Emily. Though his

face was composed as ever, his eyes held an unexpected warmth.

"Angela," he said, his voice low and careful as he placed his own stack of documents beside Emily's. "The board meeting has been rescheduled to three o'clock." He paused, studying my face with quiet concern.

"I've also taken the liberty of clearing your morning schedule. You've been working exceptionally hard lately. Perhaps some rest

would be beneficial."

The gentle consideration in his voice made my eyes burn with unexpected tears.

These two people-who had been thrust into the middle of this complicated situation through no fault of their own-were already moving to protect me, finding ways to lighten my burden without explicitly acknowledging why.

*I..." My voice caught, and I had to take a moment to steady it. "Thank you. Both of you."

Emily's hand twitched, as if she wanted to reach out to me but was restraining herself.

"I'll make sure to have fresh tea available in your office throughout the day," she said softly, her words careful and measured. "And perhaps some light snacks. Just in case you need anything during those long meetings."

I stared at her, touched by the simple thoughtfulness of the gesture. You don't have to-"

brooking

to leave, moving in perfect synchronization as

the door, Emily paused, her hand resting lightly on the frame. Without turning around,

with conviction, "We're on your side, Angela.

"No matter what," he added quietly, and in those three words I heard a pledge

closing the door

like a protective blanket-unexpected and precious, like the secret growing beneath my

conference room felt

Shaw," Michael said, his tone suggesting

that strategy seems shortsighted given the current

rose slightly at the challenge. I could see confusion lash across his face before he

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59 Had Sean Really Let Her Choose

Elaborate, he cosimented.

à detalled critique that,

his fingers tapping reverfeedly on

the meeting finally swish,

puthering his motorlude scheduled. Perhaps we

Sush could respond, his departure just barely on the front site of

hear through

in his green eyes. What

bastilie I watched

I have

my een materials Perhaps he's

know. Or at least, he was will

chuckled to myself. Michael's behavior was a bit childish, but it still made me

Chanel label caught the light.. small card was pinned to the front: "For tonight's

its silk

from Christopher: "Looking forward to

at the message, then back at the dress. The evening stretched before me like a minefield, with Christopher's mysterious agenda, Christina's inevitable presence, and now this

into a black tuxedo, his bow tie hanging loose around his

he said, his voice carefully neutral. I had

if he'd registered

you," I replied, matching his

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