The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

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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

voice carried a hint of

you're still taking

simply saying we need actual proof before

sound from the bed interrupted our brewing confrontation.

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

sleep-a habit she'd

softly, the familiar nickname setting my teeth on

sight of her vulnerability made my earlier anger fade, replaced by an overwhelming need to protect her even if it meant protecting her

eyes searching her face for any signs of discomfort. She gave a slight nod, though the pallor of her

for you. We should head home so you can rest

Christopher cut in sharply, moving to stand between me and Angela's doctor specifically said she needs to stay under observation for at least twenty-four hours. You can't just take her ho suddenly decided to show

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ecause you

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85: Did He

anger That had been simmering

the country," I replied coldly, my yes never leaving his. “I am perfectly capable of taking care of my wife. Your concern is unnecessary and

fabric felt warm from

"This will b

arm beneath her knees and

her hands pressing against my chest in a half-hearted attempt to

between us.

weight in my arms

with that unreadable expression that had always

though his eyes held a warmth that made my arms tighten around Angela, "please take care of yourself. 111-handle everything we

between them wasn't lost on me-some silent

keep the edge from my voice as I caught Angela's