The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 79

he Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 79: Will He Answer My Call?-1

Angela POV

The warehouse door swing open, and Jennifer's slim figure appeared in the doorway.

Her eyes scanned the space until they found me-bound and disheveled on the concrete floor. Her lips curved into a smile of pure satisfaction, one that made my skin crawl.

"Angela Wilson," she said, drawing out each syllable with malicious leasure. "Look at you now."

The cold of the concrete floor seeped through my clothes, but I faced on remaining calm. My baby needed me to stay strong

"What are you doing here?"Mike closed the door behind Jennifer, his expression darkening.

"What do you mean, what am I doing here? If I hadn't come, were you planning to let Christina's attacker go free? Jennifer turned to him, perfect eyebrows arched in surprise.

Mike's jaw tightened visibly. "This has nothing to do with you."

"Nothing to do with me?" Jennifer laughed. Tm Christina's best friend. If you're avenging her, why shouldn't I be part

you want to avenge her, do it yourself," Mike snapped. "Don't use me as your tool. Now get out."

"Get out?" Jennifer's voice rose in pitch. "That's not happening.

Before either Mike or I could react, Jennifer strode over and delivered a sharp kick to my legs.

Pain shot through my body, and though I bit my lip to keep from crying out, tears sprang to my eyes involuntarily.

I wasn't concerned about the pain in my leg-my only thought was for my baby. Please be okay, please be okay, I repeated silently, curling protectively as much as my restraints would allow.

"Are you insane?" Mike shouted, lunging forward to grab jennifer before she could strike again. He yanked her backward with enough force to make her stumble. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"What's wrong with you?" Jennifer spat, struggling against his grip. You've gone soft, haven't you? She's right here-the woman who scarred Christina for life-and you're just standing around doing nothing!"

"This isn't what I agreed to,"

o, Mike growled, maintaining his hold on her.

Jennifer's eyes narrowed. "Wait a minute. You're not actually developing feelings for her, are you? Is that it? You think she's pretty, so you're having second thoughts?"

She turned Toward

me, her face twisted with hatred. "You're just a natural-born slut, aren't you? Always seducing men wherever you go! Maybe I should call a few guys over right now to satisfy you!"

"Don't be ridiculous," Mike said, releasing her with disgust. "I'm doing this for Christina. Only for her."

with quick, angry movements. "You always said you'd make anyone who hurt Christina pay tenfold. Well, here's your chance. She's right in front of you. What

gaze shifting to me. I could see the conflict on his face-the desire to

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I saw my opportunity.

"Mike, please...don't..."

up!" Jennifer snapped at

Do

let you walk away if anything happens to me? 1

flickered in Jennifer's eyes-a moment of uncertainty quickly replaced by

smelled, Tm not going to seriously harm you. The was never the plan. We have plenty of time ahead of us, Angela.

moved closer and

of me. "Do

she asked with false sweetness. "Don't

just for a little

I could respond, Jennifer roughly flipped me onto my

winced as the movement put pressure on my abdomen, fear for my unborn child escalating. I

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away from her searching hands. Keep fighting me, and I might

and protective inside me. With thinking, I slammed my head forward, connecting with Jennifer's face with a sickening crack.

talk

like that,"

are you trying to do?" Mike pulled Jennifer

blood from her nose, Jennifer glared at us both. "Where's her phone? She must have had it with her

do you care?

need it to make a call, Jennifer insisted. "Give it to me

his pocket and produced my phone. Jennifer snatched it from his hand, a triumphant smile spreading across her face despite

me again, though this time maintaining a safer

I call Sean from your phone right now, do you think he'll

"Let's

cold indifference, refusing to give

myself-would Sean even care that

was he too preoccupied

playing the dignified Mrs. Shaw?" Jennifer

to

the act."

business. Or is it that you wish you were in my position? Jealous that you'll never be Mrs. Shaw

flushed crimson, her composure

struck a nerve.