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 her in the hospital,

"Visit her?" A bitter laugh escaped my lips. "Why should I visit the woman who orchestrated this entire situation? The

"Jennifer was out of line,

she told you while you were carrying her to your car? While you were

This isn't about-" He paused, then continued with an accusing tone, 'Have you forgotten how Christina took care of you when you were sick? Can't you just

made my blood boil. Christina's

hadn't been concerned about my wellbeing at all-she'd simply used it as another opportunity to get closer to Sean, to prevent any intimacy between

through her act. Or perhaps worse, he saw the truth and still

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

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tonight.

here," Sean said firmly. "Christina is seriously hurt right now. She can't handle any more stress. Besides, she

right now?" I asked, my voice

churn. Even now, after everything that ad happened, he was still defending her, still protecting her. The scratches on my face from Jennifer's attack apparently meant nothing to

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

hear his explanations anymore. I'd heard enough of them over the years-all the ways he would try to

suite, heading straight for the master bathroom. My hands trembled slightly as I reached for my makeup remover, desperate for some

His expression softened as he noticed the faint scratches on my cheek from Jennifer's nails. He reached out his fingers ghosting

hurt," he said softly. "Let me

if burned. "Don't," I whispered, my

"Angela-

it at

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