The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 181

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 181: Midnight Dilemma

Angela

POV

Just as I began to unbutton Sean's shirt, his hand shot up and seized my wrist. His grip was firm but not painful, startling me nonetheless.

"The washcloth and water are right here," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Since you're awake now, you can handle this yourself... ah!"

My words ended in a gasp as Sean suddenly pulled me toward him. Before I could react, I found myself beneath him on the sofa, my wrists pinned above my head.

His face hovered inches from mine, his breathing labored but controlled.

"Sean, what are you doing?" I demanded, keeping my voice low despite my racing heart. The children were sleeping just down the hall-the last thing I needed was for them to witness this scene.

"Don't worry," he murmured, his voice strained. "I won't hurt you."

I could feel the heat radiating from his body, see the struggle playing out in his features-desire warring with restraint,

For a moment that seemed to stretch into eternity, neither of us moved. Then, his expression shifted.

The raw hunger in his gaze softened into something more controlled more deliberate. Slowly, he released my wrists and instead

cradled my face between his palms.

to expect. Sean leaned down, and I felt my heart thunder against my ribs. But instead of claiming my lips, he pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead-achingly

away from me with such sudden force that I barely registered his

hallway

to life-the unmistakable sound of cold water

against the

come in," he growled, his voice

I called through the door, irritation creeping into my concern. "Don't do

there."

came except for

hear me?" I raised my

I turned away, frustrated by the

kitchen. After washing it thoroughly, I checked on the twins. Aria and Ethan remained peacefully asleep, blissfully unaware of the drama

later, I found myself back at the bathroom door. The water was still running-how long did he intend to stay under that freezing

again, more insistently this

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Chapter 181: Midnight Dilemma

I could hear muffled sounds-controlled, stifled neises that could have been pain or something else entirely. The thought

up. Let him freeze if that's what he wanted. I retreated to the living room, wrapping myself in a cashmere throw as I curled into the corner of the sofa. Despite my annoyance, worry gnawed at

pounding on it with renewed urgency. "Sean? Are you

click. I pushed the door

bathroom.

wet strands, and his

manifesting as anger. "Are you

drug-induced haze but glazed with exhaustion. The temperature of his skin told me the

on the shower again, adjusting it to a warm

roared into the tub, steam billowing up in thick,