The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

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Ex-Wife

Chapter 244: Do You Really Want To Remember Everything?

Angela POW

Sean's promise hung in the air between us, his green eyes watching

so I can see

carefully.

can see them now?" I asked, unable to hide the eagerness in my voice. I can finally see my children?

"As soon as the doctor confirms your test results are clear, Sean assured me, his voice gentle but firm. If everything looks good, well go straight to the Hamptons where they're staying with my mulber"

The thought of meeting children I couldn t remember sent a confusing mix of excitement and anxiety coursing through me. My hands fidgeted with the hospital blanket.

"And if there are problems with the test results?" asked.

"Then you'll need to stay here for further treatment," Soan replied. "Your health comes first, Angela."

I nodded, accepting his conditions. My eyes drifted to his midsection, where I knew bandages covered his wound. "How is your injury doing? The one Christopher gave you?"

Sean waved dismissively. "Just a flesh wound. Nothing that regular dressing changes and rest won't fix. It won't interfere plans,

His casual attitude about his injury made me frown. "You shouldn't downplay it. You lost a lot of blood."

"Well," he said with a half-smile, "at least I won't have to carry you while escaping danger this time, right?"

⚫ with our

I rolled my eyes, though I couldn't help the

e small smile that tugged at my lips.

Later that afternoon, Sean appeared at my door with my discharge papers and a

soft cashmere coat draped over his arm

"Ready to go?" he asked, helping me into the coat. "The car is waiting downstairs."

I glanced around the sparse hospital room. "I don't have anything to pack.

"The staff

you'll need," Sean explained, noticing my uncertainty,

hand found the small of my back as we walked through the corridor, a gentle pressure guiding me. In the elevator, I noticed how he positioned himself between me and the other passengers, as if shielding

seat of the sleek town car, I watched the city pass

silence, 1 turned to Sean. "What about Christopher Blake? Don't you need to

"That matter has been appropriately dealt with by

down my spine. His eyes had gone cold, reminding me

yourself with," Sean

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You need to faith

What Christopher did as werning. He should face consequences for

u posture relaxed almost imperceptibly. I leaned back

my shoulders. The warmth of his body fat comforting in a way I couldn't explain-my body tentembered him

resting lightly on fir through his

tightened his embr

could feel his

coastal roads along the Long Bland shore, Cliffs dropped off to one side, crashing waves visible in the

treacherous forms with practiced ease, but I couldn't help tensing at each

dangerous," I murmured, watching the rocky

sightened around me. "Youre safe, Angela, I won't let anything happen to

like a protective blanket. Whatever had happened between us in the past, I knew with certainty that this

thought, I nestled closer to him, drawing

and Sean's warm embrace lulled me to sleep. I didn't fight it, my body still recovering from days of starvation and stress

awoke to the sensation of Sean's fingers gently brushing hair from

drowsily, I realized

arrived," he said softly. "You slept through most of

I protested, pushing myself upright and away

chest where I'd been resting. Eagerness to see

me from the car, his hand steady

n a cliff o

Atlantic. A

glass and stone structure perched on a path wound through immaculately landscaped gardens toward the main

I asked, scanning the

replied. "This is your

wondered because certain places give me a feeling... I tried to explain the strange sense of

you to places in New York you frequented," Sean offered. "It might help trigger your

a moment before Sean asked, "Do

to force it. Memory recovery should happen

sensible." Sean observed. "You've always been rational, never too hard

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