The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 180

Ex-Wife

Chapter 180: You're Burning Hot-

Angela POV

I tucked the comforter around Aria and checked on Ethan who was already fast asleep. After turning off the main light and leaving only the nightlight on, I stepped out of their room.

For a moment, I lingered in the doorway, savoring the quiet perfection of this scene-my children safe and content. These precious moments were what sustained me through everything else.

Just as I was about to retreat to my own bedroom, the doorbell shattered the silence. At this hour? I hurried to the security panel, my pulse quickening as I checked the camera feed.

Sean Shaw stood at my door, his tall frame unmistakable even in the dim hallway lighting.

"Why is he here?" I whispered to myself, checking my watch. It was nearly midnight. We'd just finalized negotiations on the co- parenting agreement at Shaw Tower earlier today. What could possibly be so urgent?

I hesitated, finger hovering over the intercom. Through the camera, watched as Sean's shoulders slumped slightly after waiting. He turned, apparently giving up, when I finally pressed the unlock button.

"This better be important," I muttered, opening the door just as he was about to walk away.

He spun around, genuine surprise flickering across his face. "You opened."

"It's midnight," I said flatly.

are you here? Is there an emergency?"

"Walked wrong," he mumbled, avoiding my gaze.

I frowned, noticing his flushed skin and labored breathing. “Why are you breathing like that? What you doing?"

"Nothing. I'll go." His words slurred slightly.

definitely wrong. Without thinking, I stepped forward and pressed my palm against

his skin.

What happened? You were

earlier. Did you suddenly

should call Dr. Carter to examine

my phone, Sean lurched forward, wrapping his arms around me in an unexpected embrace. I froze, caught completely off guard by the

doctor," he murmured

You're

"Not fever," he interrupted.

you mean?

he managed to say,

voice strained.

drugged him. The realization sent a cold wave of anger through

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"So you've been drugged, and you came to me? What exactly you expect me to do about

as if I

the

emerald eyes fixed on mine, surprisingly lucid

audacity! I stepped back, fury replacing my

in this state? Given cur current relationship,

deal with your problem. I don't need this drama. The children

my chest. Through the peephole, I watched Sean sway unsteadily in the

color had worsened in the few seconds since I'd closed the door. He

Damn it.

door open again. "Come in. I'll get you some

disbelief written across

doing this because we've agreed to

anything happened to you after I turned you away, it would

the