The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 127

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Chapter 127: I'm Giving You Three Day

Angeln POV

After leaving the hospital, I hurried back to the Wilson Advisory Partners offici

As I pushed through the glass doors, I spotted Christopher waiting the lobby. He straightened immediately when he saw me,

"Back already?" He stepped forward, taking my briefcase. "How was your meeting with Sean?

He reached out to fix a strand of hair that the wind had blown out of place, his fingers lingering a moment too long. I pulled back slightly, feeling uneasy after the morning's events.

"It was fine," I replied. "Shouldn't you be at Blake Capital handling affairs?

Christopher's eyes never left mine. "Didn't I say I'd wait for you? Why would take you home otherwise?"

We walked toward my office, our footsteps echoing in the quiet hallway. Most of the staff had already left for the day.

"The fifteen million from Shaw Group has been confirmed," I said, deliberately steering the conversation toward business. "Marcus is finalizing the paperwork as we speak."

Without warning, Christopher grasped my wrist, pulling me toward Him. I found myself pressed against his chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat through his suit.

"Shaw's investment, Christopher's eyes suddenly sharpened, his vole taking on an edge I rarely heard. "You accepted it?"

I blinked, startled by his abrupt change in demeanor. Yes, I did."

"You're really letting Sean Shaw invest in your company? Are you certain that's wise?"

I tried to step back, but his grip on my wrist remained firm. "Marcus already reached a preliminary agreement. I—"

"And what does that matter?" Christopher's voice dropped lower, a hitely perceptible anger threading through his words. "Wilson Advisory Partners is your company. He's just the executive director,

"That may judgment."

be true," I replied carefully, "but he's acting in the company's best interest. As senior management, I should respect his

Christopher's fingers tightened around mine, almost to the point of discomfort. "If you want to refuse, I'll cover the penalties for breaking the letter of intent. All of it." "Christopher, that's unnecessary."

He released my hand abruptly, hurt flashing across his features. "Why? You can't bear to sever ties with Shaw?

"It's not that," I insisted, fighting to keep my voice steady. "I'm making a professional decision. Marcus believes this partnership is best for the company. I shouldn't let personal matters cloud my business judgment."

Christopher stared d at me intently, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "Are you sure? Are you certain you won't be affected by personal matters?"

said, struggling

with a determination I'd ever seen before. "Fine. Then

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"What?"

enough that I could feel his barath gree

pounded as he continued,

Tive years, Angela. Five years! All I want in a

watched you slip further away,

with an intensity that me

to look away. "Even if you don't

ed for him. He

hurt you before," Christopher continued, his voice dropping to event

you shed doesn't

hands tightened around mine,

fit

his earnest gaze. L...

expression hardened. For how long? I'm tired of walting, Angela. It's been five years. My patience

week?" I suggested.

his

"Six days, then?"

room for negotiation. "I'm giving you three days, Angela. After

answer.

swallowed hard, finding it impossible to refuse in the face of such determination.

Marcus stood in the doorway,

left, Marcus closed the door and

Ms. Wilson

"Are you alright, Ms.

desk, not meeting his gaze. "What are you

"Nothing.

sure

curtly. "Please

hesitated. Are you

accept

snapped up. "You were

said quickly. "I was waiting

moment before continuing. "Are you really planning to start a

reconciliation with Mr. Shaw?"

voice turned cold. "Please don't make

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Mr. Shaw's Sttitude, he seems Interested in rebuilding

"That's absurd speculation."