The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 86

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 86: You'll Be free To Be With Her Openly

Angela POV

I tried to shift in Sean's arms as we exited the hospital's VIP wing, denly ton aware of how intimately I was pressed against his chest.

I attempted to loosen my grip around his neck, but his response was immediate and commanding

"Doll"

To emphasize his point, he deliberately loosened his men grip, making me instinctively tighten my hold.

"Sean!" I couldn't keep the fear from my voice as I clutched at his shoulders, my heart racing at the thought of falling.

I caught the ghost of a smile playing at his lips as he adjusted his gp, once again holding me securely. The winter air hit sharply as we emerged into the night.

Sean's Bentley idled at the curb, its dark exterior gleaming under the hospital's lights. Peter hurried forward to open the rear door, and Sean lowered me onto the leather seat with surprising gentleness.

Take the rest of the night off, Peter," Sean instructed as he rounded the car. "I'll drive Mrs. Shaw home myself."

watched Sean's reflection in the glass, noting how his knuckles were white against the steering wheel, tension radiating from his rigid posture.

his voice carefully controlled. "You two appear quite close

continued staring out the window, watching raindrops chase each other across the glass. "He's an old friend who helped me when I needed

nurses seemed to think differently. They were quite impressed by his dedication

I felt my voice sharpen involuntarily. "Well, it won't matter soon anyway. Elizabeth's surgery

to recover properly. This isn't the right moment

a right moment,"

suddenly grimaced, one hand flying to his chest. His face contorted with pain as he guided the car to the shoulder of the

evaporate instantly, replaced by

it against his chest where I could feel

felt the frantic beating beneath my palm slowly steady. I tried to withdraw my hand, but Sean's

closed. The vulnerability in his expression

my throat

tight with emotion.

in my suite at the Park Avenue apartment, Sean lingered in

"I shouldn't have..."

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86: You'll Be free To

avoiding hit gave Weth know this marriage was just a bytsess arrangement.

words, but he simply nodded. The

I kept my voice

later, in the private parking garage beneath Shawwer, I finally broached