The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 241

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Chapter 241: I Know It Was You-1

Sean POW

"You still won't let go?" Angela asked, eyeing my hand firmly clasped around her wrist.

I reluctantly released my grip, watching as she reached for the first kit Thomas had placed between us. Her wrist looked delicate-too delicate. She had lost weight, a lot of it. The realization twisted my gut with guilt.

"Perhaps Thomas should handle this,"

ggested, nodding toward my assistant,

Angela raised an eyebrow. "Am I not capable?

worried it might

might distath you," I admitted, not wanting her to see the full extent of my injury

If you keep delaying, you'll pass out soon, and I'll end up treating you anyway, she replied matter of factly.

I relented, carefully removing my bloodied shirt. The deep gash across my abdomen had partially reopened, the hastily applied stitches straining against swollen flesh.

Angela's sharp intake of breath confirmed my fears-the wound looood worse than I'd let on.

She cleaned the wound efficiently, her touch gentle but confident. [vinced at the sting of antiseptic, surprised by how skillfully! handled the first aid

She used to do this for me back in college when I got injured playing sports.

At the memory, I tilted my head back, not wanting her to see the tears threatening to fall.

This needs

proper medical attention," she murmured, applying a pressure bandage. "How did this happen?"

"Christopher," I replied simply, watching her expression for any reaction to the

name.

She nodded, focusing intently on securing the bandage. "The bleeding has slowed, but you'll need stitches."

"Already arranged," I said. "There's a medical team waiting at the airport. We'll board my family's private jet once I'm treated."

you sure you should be flying in this condition?"

Angela's brow furrowed with concern. "Are you sure you

"I'll be fine," I assured her.

The wound Christopher had inflicted went deeper than flesh-it marked the end of our friendship. Whatever band we'd once shared had been severed the moment he took Angela.

grimly. From

We'll be at

us, glancing in the rearview

take my eyes off Angela. She was so thin-I had never seen her

Her cheekbones stood out

her once vibrant

sight of her in this state

I won't let him

take

from me

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our vehicle pulled

wound while I insisteil Angela come with

let her mot of my

requires fresh sutures," one doctor announced, preparing

teeth against the pain as they cleaned and redressed the injury. Throughout the procedure, I kept my eyes of Angela, who stood nearby watching with concem. She looked pale, för slender frame

"Angela?"

doctor's protests, 1 lunged forward,

abdomen as the fresh stitches strained, but I chidled her against my chest,

stretcher!" I shouted, feeling her

arms. "Now!"

private hospital room was quiet except for

Angela's bed, refusing the doctors' insistence that

malnutrition, exhaustion, dehydration. Her body had simply shut

demanded when the lead

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reviewing her chart. Her condition suggests she hasn't been eating properly for days, possibly

her chart. "The combination

"But she'll recover ?

he assured me. "With proper care and nutrition, she should make a full recovery. The best thing

kept vigil, ignoring my own pain. When exhaustion finally overtook me, I rested

gently rousing me from sleep, fted my head to find Angela awake, her eyes open and watching me. Relief flooded

breathed, unable

but desperate, conveying everything words couldn't express. To my surprise, she didn't pull away, though

finally drew back, searching her face, I found

you feeling?" asked softly.

the unfamiliar room. "Where

I said. "We're back in our Park

brow furrowed. "Our

me. "Angela, don't you recognize

There are many things I can't

do you remember about yesterday? About how