The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 114

Chapter 114: Encounter at the Riding Club

Angela POV

"Angela, let me introduce you to my opponent for today's race-Sean Shaw, CEO of Shaw

Group."

My face paled instantly at Tristan's introduction, fighting to keep my composure. Know him? If only Tristan knew just how well.

"Sean and I have a friendly rivalry that goes back years," Tristan continued, oblivious to

my distress. He turned to me with a charming smile. "Angela, would you like to ride with me? Experience the thrill from horseback?"

I searched frantically for an excuse, any reason to extract myself from this nightmare. But

before I could formulate a response, Tristan was already guiding me closer to the field

where Sean sat astride his powerful black stallion.

The sight of him after all these years sent electricity through my veins. Dressed entirely in black riding attire that emphasized his athletic build, his sharp features seemed even more defined than I remembered.

In one fluid motion, Sean dismounted, his movements betraying years of equestrian training.

His gaze fell on me like a blade, studying every inch of my face as if committing it

to memory-or perhaps searching for changes the years had wrought.

"Angela is my companion today," Tristan announced, his hand possessively touching my

elbow.

"Companion?" Sean's voice was low and dangerous, the single word carrying unmistakable skepticism.

Tristan's smile widened, clearly enjoying Sean's reaction. "What do you think? She's quite special, isn't she? For fairness, you should have a companion too."

riding attire who had been hovering nearby immediately stepped forward. "Mr. Shaw, please allow me! I'm Jessica, I can be your companion. I've studied equestrian sports

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the

agreed with casual magnanimity. "This

attention never wavered

should- I began, desperate to extricate myself from this situation. "Don't worry," Jessica

walked toward the changing areas, Jessica

so envious She chattered excitedly as we moved through the elegant corridors of

assumption. "Could you share your secret? How did you attract Mr. Lawrence's attention? I'd love to learn your

Each question about Tristan seemed designed to extract

breath. The situation was impossible-I needed Lawrence Capital's backing for my fledgling

again, especially in

every time I encounter

hung it carefully on the rack. I was

called out, assuming

the door-and

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at the Riding

his tall frame blocking the light from the hallway. Before I could react, he pushed inside,

movement.

you doing?" I hissed,

my wrist, pinning me against the door with

my senses,

go, Sean," I demanded,

dark waves cascading over my shoulders. Sean reached out to touch it, his fingers brushing gently

motion.

traveled over me with cold calculation, taking in every detail from

you to date other men? Clearly, he doesn't value

asked, confused, then quickly realized Sean was referring to Christopher. "His opinion of me is none of your concern,"

struggles only brought our bodies into closer contact. I felt the moment Sean's body responded to our proximity-there was no mistaking the hardness pressing against my hip. Mortification washed over

"You're disgusting," I spat.

much,