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?"

would be just like that calculating little gold-digger to pull something like this.

shadows across the expensive furnishings. 1 about to

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

was to refuse. Mike was a nobody-a street thug whod developed an inconvenient fixation on me after a chance encounter at a

had to admit, he was handsome in that dangerous, rough-around-the-edges way. One night, after too much

town. I'd made him swear to keep it our

now?

this, especially where there was any

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

up." I said, ignoring Jennifers

hissed. "You can't be serious.

he's..."

smoothly, already adjusting my designer hospital gown to look more vulnerable. Please, Jennifer. Stay with me while I receive

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

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was like watching a hull crash

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

a street vendor-cheap and gaudy against the elegant flower arrangements already filling my

Jordan His voice was too loud, making me wince internally. "Deard what happened. I came as soon as I

managed a weak smile, carefully angling my face. "Mike, you shouldn't have..." "Who did this to you?" His fists clenched at his sides, his street-hardened face d

in Mike's appearance. "My, my. What... interesting

how his eyes narrowed at the obvious dismissal in

hold just the right note of gentle

o visit me.

Jennifer roll behind his back,

said, stepping closer to my bed. Being attacked like

wouldn't say attacked," I demurred, then winced

Angela Shaw 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 Christing

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