The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 80

Chapter 80: Could it really be him?

Angela POV

Before we even had a chance to react, a group of people hurst in.

Jennifer was grabbed by the arms and thrown to the ground.

Mike received the same treatment.

The already dusty warehouse was now suffocating from the sheer number of people.

1 instinctively shut my eyes,

I had no idea who had barged in, but I didn't dare scream for help. Instead, I

huddled in a corner, protecting my

"Grab them and take them out!"

Someone was giving orders, and the voice was unfamiliar, which only made me more uneasy,

"Ah! What are you doing? Let me go!"

I couldn't see, but I could hear Jennifer's desperate struggles and distant screams.

Were they the police? But who called them?

Or was it someone else?

stomach.

I felt dizzy, and even a little nauseous.

Was it from the earlier impact, or the drug they had given me?

Then, I heard steady footsteps approaching.

She tried to lift her head, but I was just too exhausted. My body, which had been tense, suddenly felt like it had shut down.

My mind went foggy, and all

My

was

few seconds later, a pair of strong hands cradled my

thought the face looked familiar, and the scent of forest-like cologne was

be here? I must be hallucinating. My stomach ached,

go," I

that, he carried

the warehouse, we ran into

car.

screaming

me go! You can't

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80: Could It really

man holding i snapped. "So now

faltered, then tried to shift the blame

mine! I have

The man holding me raised an eyebrow. "If you have nothing to do with this, why were you at the scene? When we came in, you ran right for Angela. Don't tell me you

I thought Mike was going to

lying! You're a worthless piece

carrying me barked. "So stupid,

please get in the car," someone

it really be him? Christopher? This wasn't

how is he

to speak, but a sharp pain hit

now," he said, his tone calm as he

Don't speak.

car started moving. I was in too much pain to care, just letting him

Blake, where are we

the nearest hospital," Christopher's voice

"Got it."

I was in the car, the driver

minutes later, Christopher snapped, "If you keep driving this slowly, her injuries are going

up now," the driver responded, his

car, I

was out-like I'd died,

up, the world

still felt heavy, like something had

the bed, desperate to get out. But in doing so, I accidentally pulled on the

my arm,