The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 207

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 207: I Won't Dishonor His Sacrifice

Angela POV

"Tavid." I said, my voice barely audible over the tension crackling in the air "Where is What

Christopher's eyes never left my face as he replied, his tone perfectly measured. He's safe,

The Mediterranean breeze ruffled his hair, but his expression remained carved in stone. My children buustied behind me, they Keperi clutching at my clothes.

"If you want to ensure he stays that way, Christopher continued, "you il come with me now, Angria, Just you:

Sean's ammi

arm tightened around my waist, his body a solid wall of protection beside me. Take her? Don't even think ab

Christopher's security team shifted slightly closer, their movement

ynchronized and threatening

"Angela," Christopher's voice softened, addressing me directly. I'm not speaking to him. I'm speaking to you. Tell me, back with me? I promise David will remain unharmed if you do,"

weight of both men's expectations pressing down on me. "You're

driver, not mine."

Angela, if I don't punish betrayal severely, what message does that send to the rest of

my ribs, but I kept my voice steady. "If I were willing to go back with you, I wouldn't have risked everything to escape in the first

I caught a glimpse of genuine pain in his eyes. "It seems he means nothing to you

fall for it. This is

he thinks he has."

Sean, keeping my voice

but without Davids help, we never would

of a smile touched Seans lips.

benefactor?" I asked, confused by his

he said simply, his eyes intense and

struck by the sincerity I found there. This was Sean at his most genuine, making a promise he intended to keep His earnestness touched

noticed how his expression had darkened. His assistant whispered something in his ear. watched the struggle play

of his features. "Take them," he commanded his security team. "But remember-no one gets hurt. If any harm comes to Angela or the children, don

enthusiasm. "Go! Bring

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into my thuat as the security team

tightened around my waist. “Itum,” he whispered

while Sean scooped up Arla, We turned and sprinted toward the waiting black sedan at the edge of the square. Thomas

bundled Ethan into the backseat following us

not coming with us?" I