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.

with surprising gentleness. His fingers were warm against

I said quickly. "I

edge of my palm, careful to avoid the abraded skin. "These look fresh. When

afternoon. Really, Sean, it's

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

-you

"You don't need to-

argument as he guided me to the leather sofa near the window. The city lights were beginning to twinkle to

an ice pack. Sean dismissed him with a

wipe. His touch was surprisingly gentle as he cleaned the

hockey practice?" he asked, his voice soft with memory. "Junior year, that

and a fierce grin of triumph. I'd been the one to clean him

as he carefully applied antibiotic ointment to

there to put me back together." His fingers lingered

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grabbed me. "Angela

me look up, finding

lights caught the green of his eyes, reminding me of summer

moment, I could almost forget the complications

him about.

contract, the

to cup my cheek, and I felt myself leaning into the touch despite every rational argument against it. His thumb brushed across my lower lip, and I knew with absolute certainly that he was going

trill of his phone

the scattered pieces of my composure as Sean stared at the phone

perhaps too quickly. "Your girlfriend

Angela-

you for the first aid, I managed a smile that