The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 231

Chapter 225

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 225: Was She Hurt?

Christopher POV

I pushed open the door to my Mediterranean villa, muscles tense from a long day

of meetings. Good to be back. The thought of Angela waiting upstairs made the fatigue worth it.

Vanessa Mitchell appeared in the entrance hall, rushing toward me with open

arms.

"Christopher! Finally! I've been waiting all day!"

I stared at her, cold and direct. "Vanessa. What are you doing here?"

She reached for my hand, her smile faltering slightly. "I missed you. When I heard

you were in the Mediterranean, I had to see you."

I pulled my hand away and scanned the room. "Where's Jack?"

"Jack? Somewhere around." She waved dismissively. "Aren't you happy to see me? I came all this way-"

"Jack!" I called, cutting her off.

He appeared from a side hallway, face professionally blank. "Sir."

"Get Ms. Mitchell out. Now."

Vanessa's smile vanished. "You can't be serious! I flew across an ocean for you!"

"Didn't ask you to," I said, already heading for the stairs. "I have business to handle."

"More important than me?" Her voice sharpened. "Like that Wilson woman upstairs?"

I stopped. Turned slowly. Vanessa took a step back when she saw my face.

you

arrived as scheduled. Miss Mitchell

She's manipulating you. Locked in that

eyes with Jack. "All day without

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been in the

"When was that?"

"About three hours ago."

stairs two at a time. Something was wrong. Angela wouldn't stay

when she came to find

open the guest suite door and

outstretched, dark hair spread around her

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Was

fingers finding her pulse, Steady but weak. Jack! Get the doctor

her carefully, noting how light she felt in my arms. Her skin was cool, breathing shallow. As I placed her on the bed, I saw the dark bruise at her temple with

happened?" I deinanded,

stood in the doorway, phone at his ear. "The doctor

him with fake concern. "Oh my, is she hurt

do?" My words

defensively. "Maybe she fell. These

she continued, stepping closer, "you can't care this much about her. After everything between

"Get out."

"What?"

her, no longer hiding my contempt. "I don't have time

filled with tears. "You're choosing her

turned back to Angela, moving her hair to examine the wound. The angry gash against her pale skin made my blood

she have a head

composure

was pushed?" I stood to my full height. "What did you do

her to

fists. "If I see you here again,

face crumpled. "Christopher,

word echoed through

sobbing as she

doctor arrived minutes later. I watched him examine Angela,

old," he said, turning to me. "What

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