The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 75

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 75: Wounds and Whispers

Angela Pow

His eyes narrowed slightly, studying my face with the intensity be ally reserved for complex business deals.

"Is everything alright?"

"I'm just 1

tired, I lied smoothly. "It's been a long day. And with Victoria back... I think we should try to appear more.

added softly, before he could respond. united. At least in front of the family."

Something shifted in Sean's expression - a softening around the eyes that I hadn't seen in weeks.

"Of course, you're right about Victoria. She's always been particularly perceptive,"

I managed a small smile, grateful bed understood without further explanation. "Thank you. I know it's short notice, but-"

Before I could finish, Sean's expression changed suddenly, his eyes fixed on my hand where I'd unconsciously gripped the edge of

his desk

"You're hurt. His voice carried a sharp edge of concern as he rose from his chair.

tried to pull my hand back, but he was faster, catching my wrist with surprising gentleness. His fingers were warm against my sku as he turned my palm upward, revealing the

"I just... took a small fall

fall?" Sean's thumb traced the edge of my palm, careful to

Really, Sean, it's

already reaching for his phone. "Michael," he said when his assistant answered, “bring up the first aid kit from

-you

"You don't need to-

His tone brooked no argument as he guided me to the leather sofa near the window. The city lights were beginning to twinkle to life

well-equipped medical kit and an ice pack. Sean dismissed him with a nod, then settled

was surprisingly gentle as he cleaned the

asked, his voice soft with memory.

a fierce grin of triumph. I'd been the one to clean him up afterward, lecturing

always too reckless," I murmured, watching as he carefully applied antibiotic ointment

together." His fingers lingered

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Wounds and

grabbed me. "Angela

me look up, finding his

eyes, reminding

a moment, I could almost forget the

him about.

the marriage contract, the baby I still

rational argument against it. His thumb brushed across my lower lip, and I knew with absolute certainly that he was going to

his phone shattered the

name flashed across the screen, and reality came crashing back. I pulled away, gathering the scattered pieces of my composure as Sean stared at the phone

standing perhaps too quickly. "Your girlfriend might need

Angela-

the first aid, I managed a