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."

me. "Christina was hurt. You should visit

him. "Visit her?" A bitter laugh escaped my lips. "Why should I visit the

a hand through his already disheveled hair. "Jennifer was out of line, yes, but Christina

My voice rose slightly. "Is that what she told you while you were carrying her to your car? While you

you forgotten

words made my blood boil. Christina's "care"

wellbeing at all-she'd simply used it as

saw the truth and

visiting your precious little girlfriend. And more than that, I want her and Jennifer to publicly

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tonight.

seriously hurt right now. She can't

smile 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 to

her, still protecting her. The scratches on my face from Jennifer's attack apparently meant nothing to him, but Christina's minor injury

softened, his voice gentling, "It's not like that, Angela.

of them over the years-all the ways he would

into our bedroom suite, heading straight for the master bathroom. My hands trembled slightly

mirror as he followed me into the bathroom. His expression softened as he noticed

hurt," he said softly. "Let me help

from his touch as if burned. "Don't," I

"Angela-

hurled it at him. It shattered against the wall

the air with the scent of jasmine. "Don't touch me!