The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 189

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 189: I Don't Make A Habit of Partnering With Fools

I lay in the hospital bed, my silk nightgown crumpled and my makeup smeared from crying. The VIP room felt cold and empty as t stared at the ceiling.

The door opened and Mother walked in briskly. She quickly took in try disheveled appearance and the makeup scattered across the

"Christina!" she snapped, her voice cutting through my daze. "The hospital called me about your condition. I rushed here as fast as 1

could."

I remained motionless, my gaze fixed on the ceiling, umresponsive her arrival.

The nurse hovering nervously by the door offered a quick update. "Aner Mr. Shaw left, she's refused to eat anything, Mrs. Jordan. We've tried several times, but she won't touch her food."

Sean Shaw was here?" Mother's tone suddenly changed, her eyes lighting up. "Christina, why didn't you tell me? What did he say?"

I stared at the ceiling without responding.

"Christina!" Mother shook my arm. "Answer me!"

+ foally turned

to her. "Mama, it's over. Sean came to tell me he never wants to see me again." "What?" Mother's grip tightened. "That's impossible. What exactly did he say?" He said that after what I did, we're done forever. He knows everything-about the deleted text message, about Angela's pregnancy. All of it." Fresh tears spilled down my cheeks. "He's going back to her He's chosen Angela over me, despite everything we've done."

Mother stood frozen, her cosmetically-enhanced features unable to fully express her shock.

"This can't be happening,” she whispered. "What about all we've invested? The medical contracts, the social connections-

about the business implications immediately. Without Shaw's backing. Jordan Medical could face serious difficulties. The Blake Medical Group is already positioning for expansion" "How could you let this happen?" Mother

several attempts, she returned to my bedside, her face twisted with

me hard

she hissed,

touched my stinging cheek, fresh tears

I had just accepted

of the shares and walked away, at least I'd have something to show for these

years.

now? I have

leaving me alone with my humiliation and

for a while, I suddenly thought of someone who might still help mo-someone who also didn't want Sean

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Angula together.

called out. "I need you

on Christopher Blake's terrace. He sat with a cup of tea while his

about what I proposed earlier, have you

of his tea before responding. "I apologize, Miss Jalan, but I don't make

blinked, certain I'd misheard. T... what

transform a promising situation into a complete disaster. Tell me, Miss Jordan, why should I collaborate with you? Or perhaps you believe Christopher Blake runs a charity?" "David," he

blurted desperately. "Christopher, don't you have feelings for Angela Wilson too? We can

you think you have to offer me now? After your recent.... performance, you're nothing in Sean's eyes. And my

to manipulate or exploit my feelings for her.

back to Sean?" I pressed. "If you really cared

r her!