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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

her? Christopher's voice carried a

happened, you're still taking her

responded, fighting to maintain my composure. "I'm simply saying we need actual

brewing confrontation.

tensed then smoothed, recognizing the telltale signs of someone pretending since college when she wanted to

habit

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

her features as she took in the scene before her. The sight of her vulnerability made my earlier anger fade, replaced by an overwhelming need to protect her even if it meant protecting her from my own

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

voice. "She's asking for you. We should head home so you can rest properly before

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.

The

ecause you

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85: Did He Change Her

the anger That had been simmering

the best private doctors in the country," I replied coldly, my yes never leaving his. “I am perfectly capable of taking care of my wife. Your concern

moved past him to Angela's side, shrugging off my cashmere overcoat. The fabric felt warm from my

"This will b

one arm beneath her

walk by myself, Angela protested weakly, her hands pressing against my chest in a half-hearted

between us.

I ignored her resistance, only tightening my hold. Her slight weight in my

expression that had always made

held a warmth that made my arms tighten around Angela, "please take

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

the edge from my

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