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?"

calculating little gold-digger to

sun painted my hospital room-in shades of gold, casting long shadows across the expensive

flustered nurse appeared in the doorway. "There's a young man downstairs insisting on seeing

whod developed an inconvenient fixation on me after a chance encounter at a charity

One night, after too much champagne at some forgettable fundraiser, I'd let my guard

in some questionable part of town. I'd made him swear to keep it our

now?

up like this, especially where there was any chance Sean might find out about

wanted. After a moment's consideration,

I said, ignoring Jennifers look

"You can't

he's..."

adjusting my designer hospital gown to look

Mike's arrival to perfect my pose. The bandage needed to catch the light just

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Revenge

the Moor, it was like watching a hull crash into a

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

like they'd been bought from a street vendor-cheap and gaudy against the elegant flower

was too loud, making me wince internally. "Deard what happened. I

my face. "Mike, you shouldn't have..." "Who did this to you?" His fists clenched at his sides, his street-hardened

caught Jennifer's perfectly plucked eyebrows arching as she took in

the

my voice hold just the right note of gentle reproach. "Mike was kind enough

o visit me.

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

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

say attacked," I demurred, then

finished sharply. "And now look-there might be permanent scarring. All

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