The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 72

Chapter 72

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 72: Who Keeps Calling You?

Sean POV

"Victoria." Angela's voice was warm, though I caught the slight tension in her shoulders. "What a lovely surprise.

"Darling. My mother moved to embrace Angeln, shooting me a disapproving look over her shoulder. I hope my son hasn't been making things difficult for you."

Belike Angela could respond, the sound of a door opening down the ball drew our attention. Elizabeth appeared, her silver hair. perfectly coiffed despite the early hour.

"Victoria!" Elizabeth's face lit up. "Alexander called to say you

say you were both coming, but I hardly dared believe it,"

"Mother. I cut in, studying her face carefully. "Why did you suddenly return from Europe?"

"Can't parents visit their son without an interrogation?" Victoria's-tone was light, but her eyes were sharp as the glanced between Angela and me.

"I thought we could all have breakfast together. Though I must say, Sean, if you've done something to make Angela kick you out of bed, you should have had the decency to sleep on the floor, not the expensive Italian leather."

Angela stepped forward, her professional mask firmly in place. "It's not what you think, Victoria. Sean was just—”

"Working

late," I finished quickly. "I didn't want to disturb anyone."

"How considerate." My mother's voice dripped with sarcasm. "Though seem to recall you having no such concerns when you were living at home. The number of times you stumbled in at dawn..."

"Victoria," Elizabeth interrupted gently, shall we have breakfast? Sarah has prepared your

favorite croissants."

notice how naturally Angela fit into this tableau

grace, ensuring Elizabeth's tea was exactly how she liked

way so long."

sorry I've been away so

her

of me. Such

expression softened, noting how she reached out to squeeze Angela's hand. The gesture sent a wave

so focused on maintaining the facade of our arrangement that I'd failed to see the reality:

my family, filling gaps I hadn't even noticed existed.

her quiet acts of kindness had dismissed or taken

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72: Who Keeps

should have taken thirty minutes. In the the silence of the

parents had taken Elizabeth in their cat,

away from the

rigid in the passenger seat, staring straight ahead,

she cut me

Her voice was ice. "Let's

wheel The familiar surge of frustration rose in my chest-the same feeling

warning. A delivery truck peared around the corner, its horn blaring as I swerved sharply to avoid it. Angela's gasp

my heart hammering. "Are

physical blow. Angela Wilson Shaw didn't cry-not when her family's company collapsed, not during our countless arguments, not even last night when

for her, but she flinched away. "Don't touch

me alone with the weight of my mistakes. Through the windshield, I watched her pace slowly, one hand pressed against her

two months ago-another morning, another

head thrown back against the seat

a strand of hair from her face, she hadn't pulled away. Instead, she'd caught my hand, pressing a kiss to my palm that sent electricity shooting through

When

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