The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 242

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 242: I Can't Forgive The Pain He Caused You

Sean P

POV

"Wait a minute, weren't you severely injured and unconscious? How Were you suddenly able to come find me?

"Seems

like he thought he'd won you over, so he let me go."

"How long was I unconscious?" she asked, changing the subject.

"What's wrong?" I leaned closer, concerned by her immediate question

"I just want to know how long I've been away." Her fingers twisted in the crisp hospital sheets.

"A day," I assured her. "The doctors say your condition is stable-just dehydration and malnutrition. Nothing permanent."

Angela nodded slowly, processing this information. Her eyes darted around the unfamiliar hospital room before returning to my

face.

"Why did you lose your memory?" I asked gently: "Do you remember what happened?"

Her brow furrowed with concentration. Im... not entirely sure, but when I woke up at Christopher's villa, I had an Injury

Did you hit the hack of your head? My stomach tightened at the thought of her injured and alone.

"I think so." She touched her temple reflexively

"Ive already arranged for a neurological specialist to examine you," I told her, trying to keep my voice steady. "I need to make sure you're completely alright.”

Angela's gaze drifted to the window, a shadow crossing her face. "It remember correctly, I went to that island to make a deal with Christopher-my staying in exchange for your freedom"

The guilt I'd been carrying intensified. Everything she'd endured had been because of me.

she asked suddenly, her eyes sharpening as they studied my face. "Besides the

long ago, I

narrowed with

came to

find me immediately

you?"

couldn't lie to her.

your

voice grew

tense. "Rushing into a

dangerous rescue operation right

-did the doctors

I replied smoothly. "I consulted with the doctors and only came

lost my memory or my intelligence? Using such obvious lies to placate me?

asked, genuinely

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Forgive

sorry," I added quickly. Tidn't want to worry you.

expression softened slightly. "You should understand why I'm

she didn't pull away. "Inderstand completely. You're angry because you re

about me."

race. For so

again.

any longer. I leaned toward her slowly,

didn't, I pressed my lips against hers, gently at first, then with growing intensity as years of longing surged through me. My fingers

softening beneath mine. The familiar scent of her skin-subtle but unmistakably Angela-filled my senses. I deepened the kiss, feeling her breath catch as our bodies remembered what

I gazed into her eyes, silently vowing never to

swung open without warning. Thomas Smith stood in the doorway, laptop tucked under his arm, his usual professional demeanor

pulled back, smoothing her hospital

without preamble. Please notify the doctor and ask what examinations and treatments are

mean?" He turned

you now, she replied calmly, "but

immediately," Thomas said,

left, I could see Angela's mind

the doorway. I reluctantly rose from Angela's

were in the corridor. "Why do we need

come so

so far?"

should move farther away, or Mrs. Wilson might overhear