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

voice carried a hint of

happened, you're

simply saying we need actual proof before making accusations, Even

sound from the bed interrupted our brewing confrontation. Angela

telltale signs of someone pretending since college

sleep-a habit

setting my teeth on edge, "if you're awake,

her vulnerability made my earlier anger

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

gentling my voice. "She's asking for you. We should head home

haven't cleared her to leave yet, Christopher cut in sharply, moving to stand between me and Angela's doctor specifically said she needs to stay under

The

ecause you

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He Change Her

the anger That had been simmering since I'd entered

yes never leaving his. “I am perfectly capable of

him to Angela's side, shrugging off my cashmere overcoat. The fabric felt warm from my body heat as

"This will b

be warmer,” I said softly, then slipped one arm beneath her knees and the other behind her hack,

protested weakly, her hands pressing

between us.

weight in my arms reminded me forcefully

Christopher watched with that unreadable expression that had always made me

made my arms

wasn't lost on me-some silent communication that excluded

I couldn't keep the edge from my

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