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 slightly. "What's wrong?

been so distant lately."

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

Flashback

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

decision.

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

fingers gripping the edge of my desk. "But? I hear a

coming, Sean."

I continued, meeting her

I

is about Angela, isn't it?" Christina's voice trembled. "She left you, Sean. She chose Christopher Blake over you, and

isn't about Angela. It's about being honest with you, and with

be politely but firmly turned away. Eventually, her approach shifted -from desperate pursuit

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assured me at a gala six months after Angela's departure. “I

of being the supportive friend who understood my mysterious melancholy, of becoming

changed within me-I remained polite but distant, acknowledging her presence without truly

***

tonight?" Christina asked, pulling me back to the present. "Victoria asked me

watch. The last thing I needed was Victoria worrying about me again.

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

Christina's request, Victoria would undoubtedly arrange for another companion to accompany me-she'd done

I conceded, more for

face brightened immediately. "Wonderful! I'll wear the Dior gown I've

a special occasion. The emerald

tuxedo."

for me," I replied, turning back to my bedroom. "I'll meet

footsteps and the soft thud of the suite door closing behind

came to a stop outside the charity auction,

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her way toward me.

forward and reaching for

a careful distance between us as we approached

edge of a step, causing

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

fixed, though her eyes flashed

really can't bear to see me twist my ankle,

you?

hardened in my expression, but after

mechanically.