The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 221

Chapter 221: Behind the Door

Angela POV

The commercial flight cruised above the Atlantic.

Sleep eluded me despite my exhaustion. I checked my phone again no new messages, no word from Sean.

I forced my eyes closed, willing my body to rest. The children's faces flashed behind my eyelids, followed by images of Sean wounded, captured, or worse.

Three hours of fitful sleep would have to be enough.

As the plane touched down at the Mediterranean coast airport, my phone immediately lit up with a message from Thomas.

"Mrs. Wilson, I see your flight has landed safely."

"Yes, just arrived. I'm coming out now," I replied, gathering my minimal luggage.

"I'm waiting at the tarmac. Car is ready."

Thomas stood beside a black vehicle, looking tired and concerned.

"Any news?" I asked immediately, though I already knew the answer from his expression.

"Nothing concrete, Mrs. Wilson," Thomas replied, taking my bag and opening the car door. "We've been monitoring Mr. Blake's known properties in the region, but there's been no unusual activity"

I slid into the backseat, my mind already racing ahead to what awaited me. "The Mediterranean villa-the one in Portofino where Christopher and I spent holidays- has anyone checked there?"

Thomas hesitated before answering. "We've had it under surveillance, but there's no sign of Mr. Shaw's security detail or any unusual activity."

"That's where Christopher will be," I said with certainty. "That's what he meant by 'our old place.""

The car pulled away from the airstrip, gliding smoothly along coastal roads.

I stared out at the azure waters, remembering afternoons spent on Christopher's yacht, evenings on the terrace overlooking the sea. Five years of friendship, support-all now tainted by obsession and betrayal.

My phone rang, displaying' an unfamiliar European number. I exchanged a glance with Thomas before answering, putting it on speaker.

"Hello?"

voice filled the car, smooth and

kept my voice

amused chuckle. "Sean must be quite important to you... otherwise, why rush

in a hurry?" I countered

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Behind the

Christopher replied, his tone shifting to something almost tender. Just come

won't be harmed."

know you actually have him? This could be

asked softly. Besides, you're already here, aren't you?

my grip on the phone. I'm

voice hardened. "If you want to see him again,

Christopher-"

waiting for you,

The line went dead.

this is clearly a trap. We should wait for the Shaw security team to artive and

I replied, my decision already made. "Christopher knows I'm here. He probably knows exactly where we are right now. If I don't show up soon, who knows what he might do to

at least let me accompany

"I'm going alone. That's what

protested. "Mr. Shaw would

his gaze directly. "And I'll never forgive myself if something happens to Sean because I didn't follow Christopher's instructions. Please, Thomas. This is the

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up the coastal hills,

narrow and bumpy, forcing our driver

stomach lurched with each tight curve, a combination

tapped the driver's shoulder.

I flung the door

the roadside before emptying

weight settle around my shoulders-Thomas had draped his

me.

pleaded, handing me a bottle of water. "At least

a sip to rinse

sees anyone with me, the

doesn't honor

about me," I replied, straightening

will bring Sean back. Only