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?"

filled the car, smooth and laced with

I kept my

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

it you who's in a hurry?" I countered coldly.

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Behind

to something

won't be harmed."

actually have him? This could be nothing but a

need proof between us?' Christopher asked softly. Besides, you're already here, aren't you? That tells

my grip on the

to see him again, you'll come to

Christopher-"

for

The line went dead.

Wilson, this is clearly a trap. We

no time," I replied, my decision already made. "Christopher knows I'm here. He probably knows exactly where we are right

let me accompany

firmly. "I'm going alone.

"Mr. Shaw would never forgive me if something

never forgive myself if something happens to Sean because I didn't follow Christopher's instructions. Please, Thomas. This is the only

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car wound its way up the coastal hills, each turn

increasingly narrow and bumpy, forcing our

with each tight curve, a combination of motion sickness and

nausea became unbearable, I tapped the driver's shoulder. Please stop

soon as we pulled over, I flung the

emptying the meager contents of

weight settle around my shoulders-Thomas

me.

Wilson, please reconsider," he pleaded, handing me a bottle of water. "At least

to rinse my mouth. "No. Christopher will

with me, the deal is

Blake doesn't honor his

about me," I replied, straightening my

I will bring Sean