The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 64

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 64: Did You Come Back Just to Blame Me?

Angela POV

I stood in the dimly lit hallway of our penthouse, still processing his unexpected présence.

After Christopher's gentle concern at the patisserie, Sean's harsh tone felt like a slap. The night had already been exhausting enough with the drama at the party, and now this confrontation seemed inevitable,

"My phone died," I replied, keeping my voice steady despite the lie,

It was easier than explaining my evening with Christopher, easier than dealing with Sean's reaction to knowing I'd spent hours reminiscing with his oldest friend.

Sean crossed the space between us in three long strides.

"Your phone died?" His hand extended expectantly. "Show me."

The demand sent a surge of indignation through me, but I retrieved my phone anyway, unlocking it with deliberate slowness. I watched his eyes narrow as he noticed the nearly full battery indicator.

"You were with Christopher." His voice was flat, accusatory.

And you were at the hospital with Christina," I countered, unable to keep the edge from my voice. "How is she? Did the doctors manage to save her from that terrible, life-threatening scratch?"

Sean's jaw tightened visibly. "Christina's injury was serious. The cut required stitches, and she might have a concussion.

"How convenient," I murmured, moving past him toward our bedroom. "I'm sure she'll milk every moment of attention she can get

from it."

warning as he followed me. "Christina was hurt. You

should I visit the woman who orchestrated

hair. "Jennifer was out of

"Is that what she told you while you were carrying her to your car? While you were rushing to be her knight in shining armor, leaving your wife to find her own way

accusing tone, 'Have you forgotten how Christina took care of you when you

boil. Christina's

simply used it

he saw the truth and still chose to take her

you think," I cut him off, my careful composure finally cracking, "I won't be visiting your precious little girlfriend. And more than that, I want her and Jennifer to publicly apologize on Instagram for

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tonight.

end this here," Sean said firmly. "Christina is seriously hurt right now. She can't

crossed my face as I fought back tears. "Then why arent you with her right now?" I asked, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “What are you even doing here? Did you come back just

that ad happened, he was still defending her, still protecting her. The scratches on my face from Jennifer's attack apparently meant nothing to him, but Christina's minor

gentling, "It's not

them over the years-all the ways he would try to rationalize his behavior, all the excuses

pushed past him into our bedroom suite, heading straight for the master bathroom. My hands trembled slightly as I reached for

the bathroom. His expression softened as he noticed the faint scratches on my cheek from Jennifer's nails.

said softly. "Let me help you

away from his touch as if burned. "Don't," I whispered, my voice breaking. "Don't pretend to care

"Angela-

grabbed the nearest object—a crystal perfume bottle-and hurled it at him. It shattered against the wall beside his

of jasmine. "Don't touch