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,

the

words in my throat.

The doctor

while severe, it's manageable. If it had been any deeper, we would be dealing with significant blood loss and greater danger. Fortunately, no vital

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

was disinfected, stitched, and bandaged, the doctor prescribed antibiotics and pain medication. But

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Stay,

he has any other injuries,”

I'm not injured down there. Are you

Heat flooded

my

need to make sure you're not

packed up his supplies. "Mr. Shaw needs rest now. Make sure he takes his medication as

closing the door behind them, I found myself

in his bedroom, the soft light casting shadows across his bare

was

sat nearby, carefully studying the medication bottles the doctor had provided. Chapter

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210: Stay, Just

by when they needed to be taken.

that made my skin tingle. When I glanced

could feel Sean's eyes on me, watching my every movement with caught

on his face, quickly masked when

asked suddenly, realizing I hadn't thought

now.

didn't answer, his

I needed to

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

rest, Angela," Sean said softly. "You've been taking care of me all

your medication on time. After all, the children and I are counting on you to get us safely back to New

to get you

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

words. Of course... of course hot... but don't misunderstand me either..." I averted my gaze, suddenly finding the pill bottles fascinating. "I'm only taking care of you like this because you

children.

threshold, I paused and looked back at him. Tm going to make you dinner.

on the sofa with his eyes closed, looking exhausted, Instead

a handsome face-strong, defined

me. I felt my face flush as if I'd been caught doing something I shouldn't, and quickly

my gaze.