The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 67

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 67: Instagram Wars

Angela POV

The insistent buzz of my phone dragged me from sleep, Sophie's name flashing across the screen. Sean's side of the bed remained untouched from the night before. Obviously, he hadn't come home-no doubt spending another night at the hospital with Christina.

"Have you seen it? Sophie's voice crackled with barely contained fury. "Tell me you've seen what that manipulative little-

"Sophie," I interrupted, pressing my fingers against my temple where a headache was already beginning to form. "It's barely dawn. What are you talking about?"

"Christina's Instagram post. Check it. Now."

With a sigh, I pulled up the app, immediately spotting Christina's latest update. The timestamp read 1:17 AM. The image showed a man in evening wear-though his face was partially obscured, his tall commanding figure was unmistakable- arranging fresh strawberries on a hospital bedside table.

The caption read: "Some people bring flowers. He searches the city at 1 AM to

find my favorite fruit. #TrueLove #MyHero #BlessedAndGrateful

The comments section was already flooded with responses:

"This is what real love looks like!

"You two are literally perfect together!"

"OMG, he went looking for strawberries at 1 AM? That's so romantic!

"Power couple goals!

My stomach churned, though whether from morning sickness or the sight before me, I couldn't tell.

"Angela?" Sophie's voice softened with concern. "Are you still there?"

"I'm here.” I kept my voice carefully neutral, even as my free hand unconsciously moved to rest on my still-flat stomach. "It's just an

Instagram post, Sophie."

“Just an Instagram- Sophie's incredulous laugh cut through the line. “This is a calculated move and you know it. She's marking her territory, making sure everyone sees her as the woman he truly loves. And after last night's drama? The timing is no coincidence."

I closed my eyes, remembering the shattered perfume bottles in our bathroom, the look on Sean's face as he'd walked away. "None of

it matters anymore."

caught. "You're not feeling well again, are you?

over

hit me suddenly, forcing me to swallow hard. "I'm fine." 'I'll be there

in the morning. Sophie's designer heels clicked against the polished floor as she paced the examination

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ridiculous, she muttered. "You're Sean Shaw's wife. You should

warned quietly. The last thing I needed was her starting another scene. Last night's drama at Christopher's party

the early hour. "Mrs. Shaw," she greeted me with professional warmth. "What brings you

feeling unwell since

young doctor's eyes settled on me with gentle concern.

at that. Stress levels?

challenges," I said instead, keeping

given your condition, we

sugar

moment of sanctuary from

and where is he? Spending the night in the hospital with another woman."

this?"

I started, but she cut me

he's out there playing knight in shining armor for Christina?" She took a deep breath, visibly trying to calm herself. "Listen to me. You don't have to go through this alone. I promise you, I'll be here every step of the way. We'll make

tight with emotion. For a moment, I couldn't speak, just squeezed her hand back

need some new

headed to her favorite luxury boutique. As we browsed through racks of designer dresses, her

posting more hospital updates. Apparently, the cut might leave a scar." She paused meaningfully. "Some people are already suggesting it

closed my eyes, suddenly

to be careful. Christina and her friends aren't going to let this go. If she really ends up with a scar-they'll use it

at me in the garden last night. The memory sent a chill down my

unpredictable... I instinctively placed a

more careful now. Not just for

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when I returned that evening, my arms laden with shopping bags-retail therapy at

the constant stream of social media notifications, showed multiple missed

from

Sean.

have you been?" "Shopping with Sophie." I set the bags down carefully, noting how his jaw clenched

His voice carried an edge of disbelief. "You've been unreachable

day?"

"Is

know