The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 216

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 216: I Need You to Come Back

Angels POV

I folded Aria's favorite purple dress and tucked it into the suitcase, my movements methodical as I packed our belongings.

The spacious suite in the Shaw family's European safe house had been our sanctuary for the past few days, but it was time to return to New York-without Sean.

"Mommy, when will Mr. Night come back?" Aria asked, her small fingers clutching her stuffed rabbit as she watched me from the edge of the bed.

"I'm not sure, sweetheart," I replied, carefully keeping my voice neutral. "He has some important matters to handle here first."

Her lower lip protruded slightly. "But will he come say goodbye before we go to the airport?"

I paused, my hands stilling on a half-folded shirt. Sean had left hour ago, after arranging our flight home and instructing Thomas to accompany us. He'd made it clear he wouldn't be seeing the children again before our departure.

"Mr. Night has many things to take care of," I explained gently. "But once he finishes here, he'll come find us in New York."

"Promise?" Aria's eyes widened, searching my face for reassurance.

"I'm sure he will,"

Ethan, who had been quietly arranging his books in a small backpack, looked up. "Mom, do you know what Mr. Night is doing?"

"He's helping some people who need assistance."

The image of David-who had risked everything to help us escape-flashed

through my mind. I hoped Sean would find him.

An hour later, a soft knock interrupted my final preparations.

voice came through the door. "We should leave for

"We'll be right there."

one final time, ensuring we hadn't forgotten anything. "Come

Thomas efficiently took charge of our luggage,

been there, carrying my packages, opening doors, always a step behind Christopher yet somehow looking out for me

noticed my expression. "Mrs. Wilson, are you

quickly, pushing the thought aside.

the children downstairs while

everything that had transpired since

Christopher's island.

hallway, a

room.

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nearly screamed until a palm covered my mouth. My initial panlebsided as I recognized the familiar scent and

Sean.

hand moved away from my mouth, only to be replaced by urgent lips. I didn't need to see his face to know- Sean. His kiss was desperate, hungry, as if he were drowning and

thought you weren't coming to say goodbye," I whispered, breathless

he murmured, his hand cupping my cheek. "Every time I look at you,

side. Like now."

outline of my face with such tenderness it made my heart ache. The contrast between his gentle touch and the fierce urgency of his kiss left me

what I even

his voice low and intense, My parents want to meet them-our children. They've already lost so much time.

always rushing to make decisions for me.

I fear your rejection," he admitted, vulnerability threading through his words. "Your silence

moment. After everything we'd been through, this seemed like a reasonable step forward. "Yes,

His voice wavered

their contact information. Once we're back in

he promised,

hallway, Aria's voice drifted toward us. "Where did

go," I said, trying to pull away. "They're