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."

me, her composure cracking

been so distant lately."

turn

Flashback

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

decision.

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

forward, her fingers gripping the edge of my desk. "But? I hear

coming, Sean."

give you what you want," I continued, meeting her gaze

but I

Sean. She chose

"This isn't about Angela. It's about being honest with

approach shifted -from desperate pursuit to patient

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gala six months after Angela's departure.

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

nothing changed within me-I remained polite but

***

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

I needed was Victoria worrying about me again. Ever since Angela left, Victoria had repeatedly urged me to move forward, to

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

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

more for my mother's

"Wonderful! I'll wear

emerald color will look striking beside

tuxedo."

for me," I replied, turning back to my

looking back, listening to her retreating footsteps and the soft

a stop outside the charity auction, and I caught

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her way toward me.

breathed, stepping forward and reaching for

moved subtly, maintaining a careful distance between

the edge of a step,

reaching to assist her. "Perhaps you should consider

remained fixed, though her eyes

just hold onto me? You really can't bear to see me twist my

you?

after a moment, I

mechanically.