The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 76

Chapter 76: Christina Is Missing!

Angela Pov

"Angela?" Sean's voice was tentative as he ended the call. We were sl in the elevator, and I could feel his ey

eyes studying my farm,

You look pale. Are you feeling alright?"

I managed a small nod, though my scraped palms still stung beneath their

bandages. Before I could respond, Sean cleared his throat, a hint of apology in his voice.

"About Christina... she's still in the hospital, so I need to

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don't need to explain, I cut him off, forcing a smile that felt lle even to me,

Looking at his concerned expression, I made a decision. I wouldn't tell him about the attack, or my suspicions about Christina's possible involvement.

Without concrete evidence, he would never believe me. He loved Christina too much to even consider she might be capable of such things.

The drive home was quiet, Manhattan's evening traffic creating a cocoon of silence around us. His earlier tenderness in the already felt like a fading dream, dissolving like mist in the harsh light of reality.

The next few days fell into a pattern.

office

his protective instincts apparently triggered by my scraped hands

threats were made. Perhaps I had been overly paranoid. Maybe the man

though I couldn't quite shake the memory

On.

her hospital room that morning,

against pristine pillows, her silver hair perfectly coiffed

adjusting her blankets for

said fondly, reaching for my hand. Her grip

In moments like these, I could almost forget the complexity of my position in the Shaw

carried that gentle authority I'd grown to love,

to reassure her, but Dr. Carter's appearance in the doorway cut me

make myself let go of Elizabeth's hand, even as the

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Christina Is

strong and steady, helping me find the strength

Elizabeth assured me as they prepared to wheel her through the surgical doors. Take care of each other while I'm

my throat too tight for words. Sean's arm tightened

VIP surgical wing offered every luxury money could buy,

against the cool glass as I watched

hand resting lightly

for the third time in an hour, Victoria's

you should put that on

on

complied without argument, though I felt him tense slightly beside me. The surgical wing's indicator light

it over my shoulders. The fabric

presence beside