The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

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.

than worrying about me, perhaps remind your employer that

into a slight

recovering." I countered before I could

cemetery? Sean replied, his voice low and amused. "Let's go. We shouldn t waste time-don't we

reminding myself that I would no longer loss over Sean as I once had. "Let's get moving then, I

with a simple nod.

After stopping at the town's only florist, where I carefully selected a bouquet of white lilies-Elizabeth's favorites-we continued toward the cemetery

my gaze fixed on the unfamiliar scenery

Sean's eyes occasionally landing on my profile. I deliberately avoided meeting his gaze, focusing instead on the memories of Elizabeth that flooded my

weight of guilt pressed heavier on my chest with each

Three years. Elizabeth had been gone for three

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Secret Pregnancy of

Farewells

Angela Fov

the shower's scalding spray, letting the water casende

the small hotel

body, his lips against my neck, and worst of all, my own body's betrayal. I squeezed an excessive amount of shower gel to my loofs, scrubbing my skin with enough force to leave it pink and

the cool file. "What gives you the right to

like that?"

I was really here for Elizabeth, to pay respedi my own.

rekindle anything with

been more

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

hotel room'd dressed carefully in a warm cashmere

the wall near the exit, with Thomas Smith hovering nervously beside him. Thomas immediately straightened when he saw me, his professional mile firmly

Wilson," he greeted

memories of the airplane lavatory, "You're both here

voice neutral.

the temperature in town is quite

notice that Sean was wearing only a thin shirt and light cashmere sweater. Despite my determination not to care about his

I said, pointedly not looking al Sean, "rather than worrying about me, perhaps remind your employer that he's dressed more lightly than I am, despite

lips curled into a slight smile. "I'm not

countered before

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

swallowed my concern, reminding myself that I would no longer

once had. “Let's get moving then, I agreed with a