The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 129

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 129: I Promise I'll Come Tomorrow

Angela POV

"When?" I asked, my voice strailer than I expected. "When did she d

Sean swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing visibly before he spoke.

"Three years ago. Christmas Eve His voice was barely audible. "It was kidney failure that triggered cardiac arrest. By the time we got her to the hospital, it was too late."

The words hit me like physical blows. Three years. While 1 had been building a new life in Italy, Elizabeth had passed away with her family by her side but without me there to say goodbye.

"Elizabeth had kidney failure?" I asked, stunted. "How did I not know this?"

Sean's gaze dropped to his hands. "Her condition had been deteriorating gradually. Age-related, mostly. That night..." He paused, his voice catching. That night was different. More severe. By the time found her..."

1 let out a bitter laugh hollow and painful. "What right do I have to ask about any of this? I wasn't even there when she was ill. I didn't even know about her kidney problems."

"She mentioned you," Sean said quietly. "At the end."

My head snapped up, eyes locking with his. "Really?"

she

missed

ed you very much."

words-a dam I'd carefully constructed over five years, holding back emotions I couldn't afford to feel. Tears filled my eyes and spilled silently down my cheeks. I tried to turn away, to hide this moment of vulnerability, but Sean reached out,

immediately. Instep, I found myself collapsing against him, my tears soaking into his shirt as silent sobs wracked my body. His arms

okay," he murmured.

over now.

until the door opened and a nurse entered. She paused momentarily at

his own medical crisis. And here

I moved

a clean hospital gown,

back to Sean.""

sorry I got your shirt all wet," I said,

worry about it.

sick. Getting chilled will only make your

bit occupied at the moment," he replied, indicating the

feeling foolish. Of course he couldn't easily change

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129; I Promise

hospital room for a while, then glanced at my watch and realized it was almost

said, setting the gown aside. "I should

had barely turned toward the door when Sean's hand shot out, grabbing my wrist. Ils grip was firm, desperate even, as his eyes.

to pull my hand free, but his grip

come back tomorrow?" he

I promise I'll come tomorrow," I assured him. The doctor says need proper rest

"What would you

T'll

bring breakfast, I offered, "but I won't be able to stay for lunch have other

can handle lunch

acutely aware that I couldn't