The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Another Ghost

Sean POV

I stepped out of the steaming shower, wrapping a plush hotel towel around my waist as water droplets traced paths down my chest.

My phone lit up on the nightstand-Christina's name flashing for what must have been

the fifth time that hour. I glanced at it with irritation before moving to the walk-in closet, the device falling silent only to light up again moments later.

A sharp knock at the suite's door interrupted my thoughts. With a sigh of irritation,

pulled on a pair of loose linen pants and left the closet door half-open.

"Mr. Shaw?” Sarah's voice carried through the door. "Miss Jordan is here to see you. She's

quite insistent."

My jaw tightened.

"Let her in,"

Christina stepped in front of me, looking as flawless as always

"Sean," she greeted, her voice a practiced melody of warmth and concern. "You haven't been answering my calls."

I moved past her to the bar, pouring a finger of scotch without offering her anything. "I've been busy."

Christina stood awkwardly in the center of the living area, her Louboutins sinking slightly into the plush carpet. "I've heard you've been drinking quite heavily lately, Sean. That

can't be good for your health."

"Yes." I took a slow sip, not elaborating further.

Christina walked over to me, her perfume overwhelming my senses as she drew near. With

a gentle but firm motion, she took the glass from my hand and placed it on the side table.

"Sean, you know I care about you," she said softly. "Drinking won't solve anything."

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Christina's smile strained at the edges as she tried again. "How have you been feeling?

Doctor Carter mentioned your last checkup showed improvement."

"I'm fine." I turned toward my bedroom, iPad in hand. "If that's all, I have emails to

address before dinner."

Christina called after me, her

been so distant lately."

the bedroom threshold, not bothering to turn around. "Nothing's wrong. Everything is exactly

Flashback

mahogany desk at Shaw Tower, watching Christina's face transition from expectant hope to confusion, then

decision.

said, keeping my voice calm and measured. "Especially saving my life during the

fingers gripping the edge of

coming, Sean."

you want," I continued, meeting her gaze directly. "I thought

I was

Sean. She chose Christopher Blake

remained impassive. "This isn't about Angela. It's about being honest with you, and with

away. Eventually, her approach shifted -from desperate pursuit to patient waiting. She began attending the same charity events as my

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gala six months after Angela's departure. “I understand you need time.

years of carefully orchestrated appearances, of being the supportive friend who understood

remained polite but distant, acknowledging her

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me back to the present. "Victoria asked me to make sure you attend, and

The last thing I needed was Victoria worrying about me again. Ever since Angela left,

in the past, Sean," she would say with that

undoubtedly arrange for another companion to accompany me-she'd done it before, with

I conceded, more for my mother's sake than

"Wonderful! I'll wear

special occasion. The emerald color will look

tuxedo."

to my bedroom. "I'll meet you there." "Of

and the soft

stop outside the charity

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her way toward me.

forward and reaching

distance between us as we approached the

caught on the edge of

impractical," I observed coolly, not reaching to assist her. "Perhaps

remained fixed, though

can't bear to see me twist

you?

after

mechanically.