The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 176

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 176: What Difference Does Your Apology Make Now?

Sean POV

"Are you done with your questions?” Angela asked, adjusting the hospital blanket with her good hand. "Can you stop bothering me and my children from now on?"

I turned to face her, disbelief washing over me.

"Even after learning about the text message misunderstanding, you still want me out of your life? Out of our children's lives?"

Angela met my gaze steadily. "Do you remember five years ago, when Christina had just returned, and you asked me to bring you an

umbrella?"

The memory of that rainy day came back, but I was confused by her emphasis on

it.

"You asked me to bring your umbrella to the club," Angela continued, her voice tight with controlled emotion,

"Before I came to deliver that umbrella to you, I had just received confirmation of my pregnancy from the medical center.I rushed there, eager to tell you

Instead, I found you laughing with Christina, completely engrossed in her. You barely acknowledged my presence. You even lied to me, telling me to go home first, refusing to even come out to see me properly!"

"It was my fault," I admitted, my voice strained with regret. "I was afraid that if you saw Christina, you would misunderstand our relationship. But if I had known you were pregnant, I would have come out to see you immediately! Why didn't you tell me directly that you were pregnant?"

"Even the club doorman kept me outside, telling me that Christina was your wife!" Angela's voice trembled with subdued anger.

"That night when you came home, I was planning to tell you about my pregnancy, but instead you immediately asked for a divorce! Tell me, how was I supposed to tell you then? I even caught a high fever from being in the rain that day, and nearly had a miscarriage!"

My body went cold. I felt as if I'd been plunged into an endless abyss

Five years lost-five years I could have watched my children grow, could have been there for their first steps, first words. But I had destroyed all those opportunities with my own hands.

Looking back now, all her strange behaviors made perfect sense-her reluctance to go to the hospital, refusing medication, suddenly avoiding seafood...

had logical explanations now. There had been so many signs in our daily life, and I had

them all!

should have realized

whispered, my voice breaking. "If I had

your apology make now?" she interrupted. "Five years have passed, Sean. The

you truly want children, the Shaw family can have

How can I stand by and watch

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176: What Difference Does Your Apology

that what you want?

have no intention

-alone."

voice cool and measured. I

in peace

keep my

for them? We could co- parent. No

"It's just DNA,

further away. I needed to be strategic. "Fine. I'll agree to your terms," I conceded, watching her eyes narrow with suspicion. “But right now, your priority should be recovering from

of giving up. I'd

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handled Angela's discharge paperwork and brought her

apartment is too small for the children," I remarked as I entered Angela's home. The

maintained her composure but asked the

agreed

were gone, she confronted

"You need a

can't afford it," she said

can. Why did you return all your Shaw

from you,"

tone. “Fine. But I'm still going to have plans drawn up for a new home. The children

broke. "Sean, what are you trying

without fighting for custody," I said gently. "You can refuse my offer, but would

I added, "I'll have