The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 107

Chapter 107: Another Savior

Angela POV

"How did you know where his wallet was?" Olivia asked, her eyes wide with suspicion.

I swallowed hard, willing my racing heart to slow. I was surprised at myself-after five years apart, I still remembered all of Sean's little habits, down to exactly where he kept

his wallet and cards.

"I guessed," I replied, forcing a casual shrug. "Lucky guess."

"That was some guess," Olivia remarked with a playful smile. "If you hadn't spent

the last five years in Italy, I'd suspect you two had dated before."

My heart skipped a beat at how close she'd inadvertently come to the truth.

After getting Sean's room key, we had hotel staff help us transport his unconscious form

to his room. Once the bellman had departed, Sean sprawled across the king- sized bed, his

breathing heavy but steady.

To my horror, Olivia climbed onto the edge of the bed and began working at the buttons

of Sean's shirt.

"What are you doing?" I demanded, more sharply than I intended.

Olivia looked up, surprised by my tone. "I'm just helping him out of this shirt. It's wet and

covered in whiskey stains. He'll be more comfortable without it."

"Let's have the male hotel staff help him with that," I insisted, pulling her gently but firmly away from the bed. "It's getting late, and my children are waiting at home. We should go."

Olivia cast one last lingering glance at Sean, clearly reluctant to leave. Before turning away, she quickly slipped something into the pocket of his pants.

Just as we were about to exit, Sean stirred slightly, mumbling incoherently. His voice, though slurred, sounded like he was saying my name.

"What's he saying?" Olivia asked, pausing at the doorway.

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"I don't know," I replied quickly, my heart racing. "Come on, we need to leave now."

and leaving the hotel, our taxi weaved through Manhattan's

text from David: Ms. Wilson,

typed a response: On

Olivia, "what did you

grinned. "Okay, I confess. I left my contact information in his pocket. His phone was locked so I couldn't add

him a huge favor tonight-when he wake: up tomorrow, maybe he'll

"savior," a

reflection, I watched my own expression go blank, memories

exact claim

I say something wrong?" Olivia's

a smile. "No, just

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waiting at the door," Olivia said as our taxi pulled up to

brownstone.

peered through the darkness to see a tall figure standing near the entrance, his posture unmistakable even in

Blake!" Olivia whispered excitedly. "He's here for

walked forward with purposeful strides. As he approached, he removed his cashmere coat in one fluid motion, draping it gently around my shoulders when

freezing," he said, his voice carrying a

you go out dressed so lightly? Have you forgotten your

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in Italy?"

enveloped me in sudden warmth, carrying his familiar scent of

interjected with a playful tone, "don't scold her. If she'd dressed more warmly, would you

eyes crinkled slightly at the corners, but his attention remained

on me.

get inside," he said, nodding politely to Olivia. "It's too cold to

"Give me a moment, I want to check on

my way to the guest bedroom where the twins were staying. Opening the door gently, I found them both sleeping peacefully, their small chests rising and

tucked in.

carefully pulled the covers back over my daughter and stood watching them for a moment, grateful for David's care

the children.

returned to the living room, Christopher was waiting patiently. In Olivia's spacious living room, I busied myself pouring water for Christopher while Olivia conveniently excused herself, claiming she was feeling a bit hungry and needed to

I moved, his eyes

handed him the glass.

armchair across from him. "Is there something on my face? Why do you keep

at his lips. "You smell strongly

it? Have you been drinking? I remember you haven't

Sean immediately. It was

discovered this? Impossible-he

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just had a few drinks with Olivia,” I said casually.

subject, "How's the New York office