The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 239

Chapter 233

Chapter 233: Negotiation

Angela Pov

After returning to my room. I pulled out the phone Christopher had given me. I began searching for information about Sean Shaw.

I typed his name into the search engine. For someone who seemed important enough to bring me here, Sean Shaw maintained a surprisingly low profile

In one Wall Street Journal article, I found a photo: a man in an expensive sult, dark hair visible despite the angle, wearing sunglasses that obscured most of his face.

Something about that profile made my heart race.

I enlarged the image, studying the curve of his jaw, the set of his shoulders.

A strange, visceral familiarity washed over me-not a memory exactly, but a feeling. My body remembered him even if my didn't

y mind

I tried forcing the mentries to surface, but the effort only intensified my headache, Flashes of disconnected images-a boy at an ice hockey rink, a hand holding mine, a darkened room-came and went too quickly to grasp.

Giving up. I lay back on the bed and waited for Christopher.

The door opened without a knock. Christopher entered, pausing when he saw me still awake.

"Not sleeping yet?" he asked, his tone gentle but with an undercurrent of something possessive.

I sat up slowly. "I have something to ask you."

Christopher crossed the room, noticing my slight shiver in the cool

ning air. He took a cashmere throw from a nearby chair and

draped it around my shoulders, then crouched before me, his face level with mine. "What is it?"

his gaze directly. The person I came here to rescue before I lost my

"Was it David who told

Christopher asked, his expression

a moment. "I suppose not. The important

can I see

said, his voice firm,

replied, straightening to his full height. "Bat i can arrange medical care for him and have him sent away from here. There are conditions, of course. I believe you already know what

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Chapter 233: Negotiation

those calculating eyes that seemed to

let

burning in my throat. "If that was my purpose for coming here, I suppose I have no

"A wise decision."

I want to see

I said. "Just

shook his head. I've already told you that's not possible 111 grant any other request,

unreasonable,” I said, frustration building. How can I trust you'll actually help him if I can't even verify he's

more important to you?" Christopher asked coldly. "Seeing him once, or

him to receive

I froze. "He's injured?"

pain shot through

reaction-my heart constricted,

news of his injury someone had reached

affect me so deeply? The intensity

and continued, "Was that part of

Christopher replied. This is simply the

you have your answer, let me

he added, "Take your time. We're in no

his casual dismissal of my distress

evening, I waited until the staff served the main course

flickering in his eyes as

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