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 just

shifted his weight. "Sir, Mrs. Wilson arrived as scheduled. Miss Mitchell was already here when we

trouble," Vanessa said, eyes narrowed. She's manipulating you. Locked in that room all day without making a sound. It's

Jack.

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tightened. "Mrs. Wilson has been in the guest suite

"When was that?"

"About three hours ago."

a time. Something was wrong. Angela

she came to find

threw open the guest suite

marble floor, one arm outstretched, dark hair spread

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Was She

I dropped beside her fingers finding her pulse, Steady but

Her skin was cool, breathing shallow. As I placed her on the bed, I saw the dark bruise at her temple

happened?" I deinanded, eyes not

at his ear. "The

with fake concern. "Oh my, is

do?" My

rose defensively. "Maybe she

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

"Get out."

"What?"

hiding my

with tears. "You're

her hair to examine the wound. The angry gash against her pale

she have a head wound?" I asked, voice

Vanessa's composure cracked.

my

just asked her to

My hands clenched into fists. "If I see you here again, I won't

face crumpled. "Christopher,

The word echoed through

sobbing as she

minutes later. I watched him

is about three hours old," he

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