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."

called after me, her composure cracking

been so distant lately."

bothering to turn around. "Nothing's wrong. Everything is

Flashback

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

decision.

measured. "Especially saving my life during the yacht accident. I'll always be

edge of my desk.

coming, Sean."

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

but I was

"She left you, Sean. She chose

isn't about Angela. It's about being honest

to be politely but firmly turned away. Eventually, her approach shifted -from desperate pursuit to patient waiting. She began attending the same

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months after Angela's departure. “I understand

had. Five years of carefully orchestrated appearances, of being the supportive friend who understood my mysterious melancholy, of becoming practically

remained polite but distant, acknowledging her presence

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attending the Lawrence Capital charity auction tonight?" Christina asked, pulling me back to the present. "Victoria

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

is too short to dwell in the past, Sean," she would say with that concerned

Victoria would undoubtedly arrange for another companion to accompany me-she'd

conceded, more for my mother's sake

immediately. "Wonderful! I'll wear the

for a special occasion. The emerald color will look

tuxedo."

back to my bedroom. "I'll

looking back, listening to her retreating footsteps and the soft thud of the suite

came to a stop outside the charity auction,

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her way toward me.

she breathed, stepping forward

subtly, maintaining a careful distance between us

of a

shoes seem impractical," I observed coolly, not reaching to assist

though her eyes flashed with

can't bear to see

you?

in my expression, but after

mechanically.