The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 209

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 209: What Kind of Wound Are You Hiding?

Angels Pov

My heart hammered in my chest was it christopher's men? Had they found as again?

The dont swung open, revealing tall silhouette I would recognize anywhere. Bean, "My voice caught in my throat as he stepped into the dim light of the suite.

Without a word, Sean crossed the room in there long strides and pulled me into his arms, holding me so tightly I could barely breathe. A sharp, metallic smell hit

me.

I closed my eyes and allowed myself a brief moment in his embrace, my baily inexplicably relaxing despite everything. Then reality returned, and I inhaled sharply.

"Let me go,- demanded, pushing against his chest,

Just another moment," he murmured against my hair, his voice strangely rough. "Let me hold you a

little longer.

I struggled against his grip, "I said let go. When he finally relented, stepped back, studying his face in the dim light. "What is that smell? Is that... blood?"

"It's nothing." he replied, turning slightly away.

"Nothing?" I reached

ed for his jacket, fingers brushing against something damp and sticky. "You're bleeding. Let me see where you're

Sean caught my wrist. "What are you doing?" His voice was hoarse, strained. trying to see where you're injured," I replied, tugging my hand

He straightened his posture, wincing slightly. "It's not my blood. It's someone else's."

My fingers froze on his jacket buttons. "Someone else's? Whose?"

A strange smile curved his lips. "Would it matter to you if I said it was Christopher 37

My breath caught. "Did you... is he...?”

concerned about him?" Sean's eyes narrowed. "Even after what

I noticed the bruising along his jawline, the small cut above his eyebrow, the way

I said firmly. "Now isn't the time for jealousy. Let me see how badly you're

worried about me, or

me

stepped back, frustration

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turned to leave, but his finges com

pleading.

me. I

vulnerability in his

gentler now. "My reaction

you

face softened, tension visibly draining from his shoulders. "You dont need to apologize. Anything

his face moving

him, but before I could, his

For

with blood, his face bruised, and I needed

"Sean, wait-

felt my resolve weaken. I kissed him back, my hands sliding up to

been through. My stomach churned,

"Sean, stop"

couldn't tell if he was pissed I stopped

"Sean?"

said finally, stepping back. Til

he left, I followed silently, keeping to the shadows. If he wouldn't tell me

traced his path through the estate until he disappeared

medical room. The door remained slightly ajar. allowing voices

you be injured this severely?" The doctor's voice was sharp with concern. "You need hospital treatment, not just

aid.

damn Christopher Blake," Thomas's voice

door, straining to hear Sean's

doctor continued, "Mr. Shaw, after cleaning these wounds, you

emain completely dry..."

knows I'm injured, Sean admitted, "but she hasn't seen

"That's good. These injuries are alarming-its best that

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