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

I should have pulled away immediately. Instep, I found myself collapsing against him, my tears soaking into his shirt as silent sobs wracked my body. His arms encircled me,

okay," he

over now.

complicated history, until the door opened and a nurse entered. She paused momentarily at the sight of us before proceeding to change

bleeding, collapse, his own medical crisis. And here I was, crying in his arms like he was

I moved to the small cabinet in

the room. Finding a

back to Sean.""

I said, holding out the garment.

worry about

sick. Getting chilled will only make

bit occupied at the moment," he replied, indicating the IV line inserted

feeling foolish. Of course he couldn't easily change

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129; I Promise I'll Come

my watch and

I said, setting the

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

to pull my hand free, but

he

assured him. The doctor says

slightly, but he didn't release me. "What would you

if Tine. T'll

won't be able to stay

fine. Thomas can

that I couldn't tell him my "commitments"