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?"

for the proposal. "I simply prefer to work without someone hovering

His fingers occasionally grazed the back of my hand as we both reached for the same document, and I couldn't tell if these contacts were accidental

projections need work," Sean murmured, his face uncomfortably close to mine as he showed

some distance. "I can read it better

chuckled, his breath warm against my cheek. "So tense, Angela. Is working beside me really that difficult for you? We used to spend hours

lifetime ago," I said, keeping my eyes fixed

observed, his voice dropping lower. "Some things

input. His revisions were thoughtful and precise, demonstrating a depth of financial acumen that reminded me

we worked, the tension in the room

to something more

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

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He Just Enjoying the Thrill of

arched. "Sounds like

proposal is finished. I should head

said, checking his

not necessary. I can handle

just helped you rewrite your entire

thanks?

was about? Securing a dinner date?" I

a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Unless that's

by his teasing. After considering the hours he'd just invested

into something more

into the bedroom, I reminded myself to remain vigilant. This was simply a thank-you dinner for his professional assistance, nothing

back on the sofa, mentally reviewing the revisions we'd made. My thoughts were interrupted when Sean's phone, left on the coffee table, began to ring. I glanced at it reflexively, then looked away, not wanting to invade his privacy. The ringing stopped, only to start

flooded back-nights during our marriage when I'd wake to find Sean's side of the bed empty. The whispered calls, the late "work meetings." Always with

have dinner with him while Christina waited for his call. Was