Chapter 212

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 212: You Are My Best Painkiller

Angels Pov

I laid the pillow on Sean's bed and straightened the blanket, artet ware of his pee burning into my

"Didn't you ask me to stay with you tonight?" I said, Trying to keep my votre casual despite the tension crackling between on

Sean's eyes darkened, something dangerous flickering in their depths He moved closer, his voice dropping to a low rumble. "Stay with me? Ate you sure about that?"

His proximity brought his scent-antiseptic mixed with his natural warmthe- washing over me, I felt my peise quicken, a traitorous reaction I couldn't control. Instinctively, I pulled the blanket closer, creating a barrier between us.

Sean chuckled at my defensive gesture, "You said you'd stay, yet you still guarding against mer

I'm only staying because I'm concerned your wound might get infected, I clarified immediately, bristling at his assumption. "Don't misunderstand. If you continue like this, Ell go back to the children's room right now,"

I made a show of rising from the bed, but Sean's hand caught my wrist.

"Wait, don't go. His sudden movement pulled at his injury, and his face drained of color. A pained groan escaped his lips despite his obvious effort to suppress it.

He forced a pale smile through his obvious discomfort. "Why are you angry? Look at me-I can barely move without feeling like I'm being stabbed. What could I possibly do? Even if I wanted to, my body won't cooperate."

Despite his injured state, his eyes remained filled with desire-that unmistakable, raw hunger of a man for a woman, unmasked and unapologetic.

looking at me like that," I said

raised an eyebrow.

you're doing right now," I replied

felt more intimate than any physical touch, as if he could

The woman I love is sitting beside me, and I can't touch her,

more intense, making me feel utterly exposed. Fristrated,

look somewhere else? 1 demanded, placing my hand over his face

immediately, his lips brushing against my palm. The sensation was warm and soft, sending an unexpected shiver through me.

palm with deliberate gentleness, each

years. I wanted to pull away but found myself frozen,

connection.

my fingers, kissing each one in turn. Every touch sent currents of electricity through my body. I knew I should stop him, but I hesitated, afraid any

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my wrist, then up my arm. When reached my neck,

shiver.

I finally

ww

pressed hand against his wandering

a scratch," he murmured, his voice husky.

remembering how his face

stitched the jagged gash

against

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