the Left With His Baby The Billionaire’s Secret Scandal 85

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 85: Did He Change Her Clothes?

Sean POV

I found them in Angela's VIP room-Christopher standing by the window, speaking quietly with the night nurse. The sight of him there, acting as if he had every right to he by her bedside, made something twist in my chest.

"Mr. Blake," the nurse was saying, her voice warm with approval, "we don't often see this kind of dedication, even in our VIP wing

Christopher's response carried clearly across the quiet rooms. "Although she's not my girlfriend yet, thank you for your

congratulations. Il do my best to win her heart."

The casual presumption in his tone made my blood ball. W Without concious thought, I found myself stepping into the room, my voice carrying that edge of authority I usually reserved for hostile envers

"I'm here to take my wife home."

Christopher turned slowly, his amber eyes meeting mine with that infuriating calm he'd perfected over the years. He didn't move from his position by Angela's bedside, a subtle challenge in his stance that didn't go unnoticed.

"Why are you still here?" I asked, moving to the opposite side of Angela's bed. The question came out sharper than I'd intended, but seeing Christopher so comfortable in my wife's hospital room set my teeth on edge.

Christopher's lips curved into that knowing smile that had always irritated me. To look after Angela, of course. How's your investigation going? Found anything interesting about Christina's involvement?"

"There's no concrete evidence linking Christina to the attack," I said, keeping my voice carefully neutral despite the

in his question.

e provocative tone

Christopher's voice carried a hint of

happened, you're still

maintain my composure. "I'm simply saying we need actual proof before making

soft sound from the bed interrupted our brewing confrontation. Angela

as her features tensed then smoothed, recognizing the telltale signs of someone pretending since

sleep-a habit

nickname setting my teeth on edge, "if you're awake, you can stop pretending

took in the scene before her. The sight of her vulnerability made my earlier anger fade, replaced by an overwhelming need to protect her

any better?" I asked softly, my eyes searching her face for any signs of discomfort. She gave a slight nod, though the pallor of

I continued, gentling my voice. "She's asking for you. We should head home so you can rest properly before visiting

and Angela's doctor specifically said she needs to stay under observation for

The

ecause you

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He Change Her

the anger That had been simmering since I'd entered the

coldly, my yes never leaving his. “I am perfectly capable of taking care of my wife. Your concern

shrugging off my cashmere overcoat. The fabric felt warm from my body heat as i carefully draped it around

"This will b

her knees and the other

hands pressing against my chest in a half-hearted

between us.

weight in my arms reminded me forcefully of how

watched with that unreadable expression that had always made me want to

a warmth that made my arms tighten around

passed between them wasn't lost on me-some silent

you'll miss? I couldn't keep the edge from my voice as I caught Angela's lingering glance toward

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