The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 210

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 210: Stay, Just Tonight-1

Angels POV

"Doctor, hoe badly is he injured? Please treat his wounds right for argument.

Пl staying to watch," I commanded, my are leaving no mon

The doctor glanced between Sean and me before nodding. "Of course, Mrs. Wilson. I'll begin immediately.

Sean remained seated on the examination table, still clutching his jacket closed.

The atmosphere in the medical room felt thick with tension, while Thomas hovered nearby, clearly uncomfortable with my presence

"Mr. Shaw, I need you to remove your shirt to properly assess and trout the wounds, the doctor said, preparing his supplies.

Sean's eyes found mine across the room, hesitation evident in his gaze. I couldn't understand his reluctance-1d seen him without shirt countless times before.

"What are you waiting for?" I asked impatiently.

ng his sh

With a resigned sigh, Sean began slowly unbuttoning shirt, his movements stiff and deliberate. Growing frustrated with his pace. I crossed the room and sat beside him on the examination table.

"Let me help, I said, my fingers moving to the buttons he struggled with. Despite my brisk tone, my hands were gentle, careful not to disturb whatever injuries lay beneath the fabric.

Sean suddenly captured my wrist, halting my movements. "Gently, Angela," he murmured, his voice low and strained.

That single request made my heart constrict. How bad were his injuries if even the slightest pressure caused him pain?

As 1 carefully peeled back his shirt, I couldn't suppress the gasp that escaped my lips.

A massive wound stretched across his abdomen-an a

angry, jagged life that looked like it had been made by a sharp object. Blood still seeped from parts of it despite earlier attempts to clean it.

The surrounding skin was bruised and swollen.

My hand flew to my mouth as the color drained from my face. This wasn't just a minor injury-this was serious, potentially life-threatening.

Sean immediately covered my eyes with his hand. "Don't look," he said softly. It's not as bad as it appears."

as bad?" I whispered, my voice trembling as I pulled his hand away Sean this... is there any risk of..."

"Not as

couldn't finish the question,

the

words in my throat.

The doctor

forward, perhaps sensing my distress. "The wound looks frightening, Mrs. Wilson, but I assure you that while severe, it's manageable. If it had been any deeper, we would be dealing with significant blood loss and greater danger.

doctor began cleaning the wound Sean winced slightly but made no sound. His jaw remained clenched, the only indication of

stitched, and bandaged, the doctor prescribed antibiotics and pain medication.

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has any other injuries,”

of amusement flickered in Sean's eyes despite his obvious discomfort. "Angela, I'm not injured down

Heat flooded

my

"I need to make

supplies. "Mr. Shaw needs rest

the door behind them, I found myself alone

up against pillows in his bedroom, the soft

his midsection was stark white against

the medication bottles the doctor

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Stay, Just

pills by when they needed to be taken. "And these are antibiotics-twire daily

that made my skin tingle. When I

Sean's eyes on me, watching my every movement

on his face, quickly masked when our eyes

asked suddenly, realizing

now.

didn't answer, his silence

I

with food," I pointed

said softly. "You've been taking care of

make sure you eat something and take your medication on time. After all,

to get you back to

Sean's face. "So you're only concerned about me because you

I averted my gaze,

children.

door. At the threshold, I paused and

lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, looking exhausted, Instead of waking him, I quietly sat down

man had a handsome face-strong, defined features contrasted with

opened, and he smiled at me. I felt my face flush as if I'd been caught doing something I

my gaze.