The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 232

Chapter 232: The Name in the Depths of Memory

Angela POV

You did well, Angela, Christopher said, reclining in his chair. His pression held approval, maybe even admiration.

The gap in my memory felt like an abyss, but my Instincts screamed hat something was wrong with this arrangement.

Since I've been cooperative," I ventured, "Tu like a reward."

Christopher leaned forward, interest sparking in his eyes. "What kind of reward?"

1 want to go out alone. Just for a while." I gestured toward the window where the Mediterranean sparkled in the distance. "To feel the air, see the shops. I've been cooped up since my accident."

His expression darkened immediately. "That's not possible."

Why not? You said we were engaged. Don't you trust me

Christopher sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "It's not about trust, Angela. You've lost your memory. You don't place-it's a private island. You could get lost or hurt."

"Or is it that you're afraid I'll escape? The words slipped out before could stop them.

know this

Something flashed in his eyes-anxiety, perhaps before he composed himself. "There's no need for such dramatic language. Im protecting you, not imprisoning you."

I crossed my arms. "Then let me go out. With minimal supervision.

"Angela-

I just want a little freedom," I said, careful to mask my deeper suspicions. "Is that too much to ask from my fiancé?"

Christopher stood, approaching slowly until he knelt before me. "My eelings for you are real. Words can lie, but genuine emotion doesn't. I understand your need for space, but I worry about your sality."

His proximity made my skin crawl despite the tenderness in his voice

"Fine," he conceded finally. "You can go out, but someone must accompany you. Your choice-any staff member, including female employees if that makes you more comfortable."

about that man... the one who

jaw tightened. "Why

He seems...

Christopher

"That's unnecessary," I protested.

tone

Chen arrived, something stirred in

of the revulsion I

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brielly pull and sunsething more complex

Wilson," he acknowledged formally, but his voice held a gentless that

noticed my lack of discomfort around David, his expression hardening. "You'll stay at least twenty feet behind her at all times, he instructed David. "Jack will

Despite the beautiful surroundings, I couldnt relax with David

himself to use

didn't we?" I asked David quietly when lock was out of

slight nod, his eyes meeting mine briefly. He sighed, thin looked at me with

known each other for five years," he added in a

leaned closer, keeping my voice low. "Then you must

happening here."

"Who am I really? What's

he's lying about being

darted toward the restroom. "You're right. You're not engaged to

why am I here? What

"Mrs. Wilson, 1-

not completely loyal to him, are you?"

on the

forcing us to abandon the conversation. As we moved to

us

David whispered while I pretended to examine a silk scarf. "Anything about

an electric current,

face or voice, something profound stirred in the deepest recesses of my mind-a warmth, an ache, a powerful

caught, as if my body remembered what my mind

managed to ask, my voice