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

the corridor, a gentle pressure guiding me. In the elevator, I noticed how he positioned himself between me and the other passengers, as

the city pass by through tinted windows. Thomas sat in

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

expression hardened instantly, jaw clenching. "That matter has

sent a chill down my spine. His eyes had gone cold, reminding me of the dangerous man Christopher had warned me about-the ruthless businessman behind the

with," Sean continued, his tone softer but resolute. "Your

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You need to faith in resting and

words, then nodded dy. "You re right. What Christopher did as werning.

imperceptibly. I leaned back against the leather

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

hand resting lightly

tightened his embr

could feel his

gave way to winding coastal roads along the Long Bland shore, Cliffs dropped off to

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

murmured, watching the rocky

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

between us in the past, I knew with certainty

I nestled closer to him, drawing comfort from

Sean's warm embrace lulled me to sleep. I didn't

Sean's

drowsily, I realized we

"You slept through most of the

woken me," I protested, pushing myself upright and

I'd been resting. Eagerness to see the children

from the car, his hand steady on my elbow.

n a cliff o

Atlantic. A

and stone structure perched on a path wound through

before?" I asked, scanning the surroundings

"This is your first

tried to explain the strange sense of recognition I

stronger, I can take you to places in New York you frequented," Sean offered. "It might

for a moment before Sean

force it. Memory recovery should happen

very sensible." Sean observed. "You've always been

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