The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 73

Chapter 73

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex Wife

Chapter 73: Revenge in White Silk

Christina POV

I stared at my phone in disbelief, my finger hovering over Sean's number for the fourth time. Three calls. Three rejections. The sharp ache in my chest had nothing to do with my injury.

Sean Shaw never ignored my calls, Never.

I pushed myself up against the silk pillows of my VIP hospital bed, wincing as the movement pulled at my bandaged forehead. My gaze drifted to the mirror on the opposite wall, and I found myself shadying my reflection with growing anxiety. Dr. Carter's words. echoed in my mind: "There might be permanent scarring.

I can't believe he actually hung up on you. Jennifer's voice dripped with calculated sympathy as she settled into one of the plush chairs beside my bed. "But then again, have you seen how cozy Angel's been getting with Christopher Blake? They were having lunch at The Grand just today."

My fingers tightened around the phone. "The Grand?"

Mahmm: Jenniler took a delicate sip of mineral water, her eyes watching me over

the crystal rim. "And that's not noticed something strange about Elizabeth's

surgery schedule? It keeps getting pushed back and back..."

Ball. Havent you

The thought sent ice through my

y veins. I

I turned to look at my friend, my eyes narrowing. "You think Angela deliberately delaying Elizabeth's surgery?"

gold-digger to pull something

afternoon sun painted my hospital room-in shades of gold, casting long shadows across the expensive furnishings. 1 about to respond when a

appeared in the doorway. "There's a young man

refuse. Mike was a nobody-a street thug whod developed an inconvenient fixation

way. One night, after too much champagne at some forgettable fundraiser, I'd let

in some questionable part of town. I'd made him

now?

like this, especially where there was any chance

to know what he wanted. After a moment's consideration, I decided to

him up." I said,

Jenniler hissed. "You

he's..."

hospital gown to look more vulnerable. Please, Jennifer. Stay with me while I

perfect my pose. The bandage needed to catch the light just so, highlighting the injury without being too obvious

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Revenge in White

Moor, it was like watching a hull crash

manners couldn't have been more out of place in my refined

they'd been bought from a street vendor-cheap and gaudy against

internally. "Deard

managed a weak smile, carefully angling my face. "Mike, you shouldn't have..." "Who did this to

as she took in Mike's appearance. "My,

the obvious dismissal in

the right note of gentle reproach. "Mike was kind enough

o visit me.

softened as he looked at me was almost pathetic. His obvious adoration made Jennifer roll

been terrifying," Mike said, stepping closer to my bed.

I demurred, then winced theatrically, I

shoving her into a marble statue," Jennifer finished sharply. "And now look-there might be permanent scarring. All because that gold-digger couldn't handle seeing

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