The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 240

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 240: Did He Hurt You?

Angela Pov

wait," I stammered, my mind racing to process what wa

was happening.

Sean looked down, his intense green eyes meeting mine. Exhaustion ined his face, especially around his eyes where dark circles had formed. Despite the weariness, his gaze beld nothing but concern and simething deeper I couldn't

name,

My eyes stung with unexpected tears. How was this possible?

I had believed Sean was still Christopher's captive, yet here he was,olding me in his arms as if I weighed nothing

Behind him, several security personnel followed, Incluiling Thomas Shritis.

"Mrs. Wilson, Thomas called out, keeping

g pace with Sean, "are you injured? Why do you need the wheelchair?"

Sean glanced over my body with obvious concern before turning his attention forward again. "We'll discuss everything later. First, we need to get to a secure location. I'll arrange for a private doctor to examine you."

His arm tightened around my waist, pulling me closer until I was practically molded against his chest. The strength of his grip betrayed his fear-not of danger, but of losing me again.

"Wait," I tried once more, but Sean seemed deaf to my protests, focused entirely on getting me to safety.

We emerged through a service entrance where a black armored vehicle waited. I suddenly realized the black sedan that had been following us earlier belonged to the Shaw security team. They had been protecting me all along.

Sean carefully placed me in the backseat before sliding in beside me, never letting go of my hand. The moment the doors closed, the convay of vehicles sped away from the Mediterranean villa district.

I couldn't help glancing back, worried about David Chen who had been left behind. What would Christopher do to him when he discovered I was gone?

"You're safe now," Sean murmured, his voice so low it was almost a whisper. He pulled me into his embrace, his arms like steel bands around me. "You're safe. I almost lost you"

Something inside me responded to his touch in a way I couldn't explain. Despite having no memories of this man, my body didn't

reject his closeness.

with Christopher, whose every touch made

Familiar

of his breathing, the strength of his arms, even

arms encircling his torso as if they had

smelled it-the metallic scent of

chest, trying to locate the source of

grip at first, then, seeing my concern,

released me.

"What's wrong?"

His brows furrowed.

he hurt

do something

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I noticed Hark stains spreading across

jacket, "My God, you're

my wrist, stopping me. "It's just an

seeping through his shirt. "But

his hand against the wound but winced, pain flashing across his features before he could hide it. Thomas immediately handed

refused to let go of my hand with his other one, as if afraid

released me.

you're alright? This looks like it

insisted, my heart clenching at the sight of the

fine," he dismissed. "All that matters is that

pull away. "Let me go for a moment. I need to see how bad your wound

longer," he murmured. "It's been so long. I

away, seemingly embarrassed by this display of emotion. I felt a Butter in my chest at Sean's

matter how much you've missed me, you need to take care of that wound first, I insisted. "You've lost a lot of blood. I don't want you passing

the subject. "Are you hurt? Why were you in wheelchair? What

are fine," I replied, "I've just

darkened, his

Christopher

him seemed to drop several degrees. I could feel the tension radiating from his

I said carefully. "I... I refused

"Why? What happened?"