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

finish the question, fear

the

words in my throat.

The doctor

I assure you that while severe, it's manageable. If it had been any deeper, we would be dealing

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

the wound was disinfected, stitched, and bandaged, the doctor prescribed

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if he has any other injuries,” I insisted, alreaily

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

Heat flooded

my

I refused to be deterred. "I need to make sure you're not hiding

examination confirmed no additional injuries, the doctor packed up his supplies. "Mr. Shaw needs rest now. Make sure he takes

Thomas left, closing the door behind them, I found myself alone with

was propped up against pillows in his bedroom, the soft light casting shadows across his bare

his midsection was stark white against his

the medication bottles

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Stay,

for pain, I murmired, organizing the pills by when they needed to

made my skin

on me, watching my

his face, quickly masked when our eyes

I asked suddenly, realizing I hadn't thought

now.

answer,

everything I needed

taken with food," I pointed out, picking on the bottle to

should rest, Angela," Sean said softly. "You've been taking

eat something and take your medication on time. After all, the children and I are counting on you to get

you back

"So you're only concerned about me

my gaze, suddenly finding the pill bottles fascinating. "I'm only taking care

children.

that, I turned and headed for the door. At the threshold, I paused and looked back at him. Tm going to make you dinner. 111 be back

later, 1 returned carrying a bowl of creamy mushroom soup. I found Sean lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, looking exhausted, Instead of waking him, I quietly

handsome

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

my gaze.