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."

Sean settled and leaving the hotel, our taxi weaved through Manhattan's late-night traffic toward

with a text from David: Ms. Wilson, when

a response: On our way

Olivia, "what did you slip into

information in his pocket. His phone was locked so I

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

word "savior,"

my own expression go

using that exact claim over Sean flooding

wrong?" Olivia's

a smile. "No, just thinking about some old

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there's someone waiting at the door," Olivia

brownstone.

see a tall figure standing near the entrance, his

Blake!" Olivia

purposeful strides. As he approached, he removed his cashmere coat in one

are freezing,"

go out

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in Italy?"

sudden warmth, carrying his familiar scent of

tone, "don't scold her. If she'd dressed more warmly, would you have

eyes crinkled slightly at the corners, but

on me.

he said, nodding politely to

inside, I excused myself first. "Give me a moment, I want to

gently, I found them both sleeping peacefully, their small chests rising and falling in perfect rhythm. Aria

tucked in.

and stood watching them for a moment,

the children.

waiting patiently. In Olivia's spacious living room, I busied myself pouring water for Christopher while Olivia conveniently excused herself, claiming she

moved, his eyes

handed him the glass.

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

lips. "You smell strongly of

remember you haven't had a drink in

immediately. It was

this? Impossible-he had

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

subject, "How's the New