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

David: Ms. Wilson, when can we

typed a response:

did you slip

contact information in his pocket.

huge favor tonight-when he wake: up tomorrow, maybe he'll see me as

turned away at the word "savior," a bitter

I watched my own expression

exact claim over

wrong?"

"No, just thinking about some old

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

brownstone.

figure standing near the entrance, his posture

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

cashmere coat in one fluid

February nights in New York are freezing," he said, his voice carrying

could you go out dressed so lightly? Have you

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in Italy?"

coat enveloped me in sudden warmth, carrying his familiar

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

eyes crinkled slightly at the corners,

on me.

politely to Olivia.

me a moment, I want to check

them both sleeping peacefully, their small chests rising

tucked in.

for a moment, grateful for David's care while we

the children.

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 make something to eat

felt Christopher's gaze following me as I moved,

handed him the glass.

it?" I asked, settling into the armchair across from him. "Is there something on my face? Why do you

his lips. "You smell strongly of alcohol

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

thought of Sean immediately. It was Sean's scent lingering

this? Impossible-he

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few drinks with Olivia,” I said

the New York