The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 149

Chapter 149: Is He Just Enjoying the Thrill of Cheating?

Angela Pov

His emerald eyes studied me with that infuriating intensity, his arms forming a cage around me.

For a moment, I thought he might refuse, but then he stepped back with deliberate slowness, his fingers deliberately brushing against my arm as he withdrew.

"Fine," he conceded. "But we still have work to do."

1 exhaled slowly, straightening my jacket as I stepped away from the door. "Then let's focus on the investment proposal and nothing

else.

Sean gestured toward the documents spread across the coffee table. After you."

I moved to the sofa and sat at the far end, conscious of his eyes following me, tension still thick in the air.

Sean didn't immediately join me. Instead, he walked to the bar, the subtle flex of his shoulders visible beneath his shirt. "Drink?" he offered, glancing over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow.

"No, thank you," I replied coolly. "I'd prefer to keep a clear head."

His lips quirked into a half-smile. “What are you afraid of, Angela? That you might actually enjoy my company?"

I met his gaze steadily. "I'm afraid we'll waste more time on irrelevant conversations."

Sean returned with only a glass of water for himself, sitting down closer than necessary. I shifted away, creating more space between us.

"Am I making you nervous?" he asked, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Is my proximity that distracting?"

"I simply prefer to

after section. His fingers occasionally grazed the back of my hand as we

Sean murmured, his face uncomfortably close to mine as he showed

trying to maintain some distance. "I can read it better if you'd move

against my cheek. "So tense, Angela. Is working beside me really that difficult for you? We used to spend hours like this, if you

ago," I said, keeping my eyes fixed on the

we are again," he observed, his

determination to remain detached, I couldn't deny the value of his input. His revisions were thoughtful

we

to

Sean finished explaining his final adjustment, my stomach let out an

1/3

Just Enjoying the Thrill

eyebrow arched. "Sounds like someone needs

neck. "The proposal is finished. I

past midnight," Sean said, checking his watch. "Let's

I can handle it

your entire proposal. Can't you at least buy

thanks?

a dinner date?" I asked, arching

date," he corrected, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Unless that's what you want

stared at him, momentarily thrown by his teasing. After considering the hours he'd just invested in improving my work, I reluctantly nodded. "Fine. A quick

me change into

he disappeared into the bedroom, I reminded myself to remain vigilant. This was simply a thank-you dinner for his professional

it reflexively, then looked

Of course. Memories flooded back-nights during our marriage when I'd wake to find Sean's side of the bed empty. The whispered calls, the

now here I was, about to have dinner with him while Christina waited for his call. Was I simply the