The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 140

Chapter 136

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife Chapter 136: Farewells and

Secrets

Angels NOW

I stood under the shower's sealding spray, letting the water i

My cheeks burned as unwanted memories flooded back-Sean's hand own body's betrayal. I squeezed an excessive amisnt of thower gel pink and raw,

on my body, his lips against my neck,

to my lonta, serubbing my skin with enough force

"Damn you. Sean Shaw." I muttered, pressing my forehead against the cont tile. "What ghe like that?"

1 reminded myself why I was really here for Elizabeths, in my own. Not to rekindle anything with Sean.

Yet my treacherous skin still remembered his tosich, prompting me

right to force yourself on i

the woman who had been more of nother to me than

even harder, as if I could wath away the memory itself

y hotel room. I'd dressed carefully in a warm cashmere sweater and cou

The morning air hit at my cheeks as I stepped out of my mentally preparing myself for the emotional day ahead.

My steps faltered when I spotted Sean leaning against the wall near the exit, with Thomas Smith bovering nervously beside him. Thomas immediately straightened when he saw me, his professional smile firmly in place.

"Good morning, Ms. Wilson," he greeted politely.

I forced myself to remain calm, pushing away memories of the airplane lavatory. "You're both here early." I observed, keeping my voice neutral.

"We wanted to ensure the schedule runs smoothly," Thomas explained. "Ms. Wilson, the temperature in town is quite low today. Perhaps you might need an additional layer?"

I couldn't help but notice that Sean was wearing only a thin shirt and light cashmere sweater. Despite my determination not to care about his wellbeing after yesterday's incident, professional habit made me frown with concern.

about me, perhaps remind your employer that he's dressed

curled into a slight smile.

you're still recovering." I countered before I

a cemetery? Sean replied, his voice low and amused.

that I would no longer loss

with a simple nod.

stopping at the town's only florist, where I

kept my gaze fixed on the unfamiliar scenery passing outside

on my profile. I deliberately avoided meeting his gaze, focusing

guilt pressed heavier on my chest with

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shower's scalding spray,

steam filled the small

against my neck, and worst of all, my own body's betrayal.

Shaw, I muttered, pressing my forehand against the cool file. "What

like that?"

here for Elizabeth, to pay respedi

anything with

more of a

my treacherous skin still remembered his touch, prompting me to scrub even harder, as

morning air bit at my cheeks as I stepped out of my hotel room'd dressed carefully in a warm cashmere

with Thomas Smith hovering nervously beside him. Thomas immediately straightened

Wilson," he

myself to remain calm, pushing away memories of the airplane lavatory, "You're both

voice neutral.

schedule runs smoothly, Thomas explained. "Ms. Wilson, the temperature in

thin shirt and light cashmere sweater. Despite my determination not to care

looking al Sean, "rather than worrying about me, perhaps

lips curled into a slight

countered

his voice low and amused. “Let's go. We shouldn't waste time-don't we need

my concern, reminding myself that I would

moving then, I agreed with a simple

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