The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 249

Chapter 249: Tonight We Sleep Together?

Angela Pov

Sean remained silent for a moment, his eyes distant as I gazed at the horizon where the ocean met the evening sky.

"We've been busy," he finally answered, squeezing my hand gently, all my fault I didn't know you enjoyed walks like this before.

"That's a shame," I said, watching the golden light of sunset transform the landscape around us. "This place is beautiful."

Sean's expression softened as he turned to face me. "If you enjoy walking like this, I can take you whenever you want. We could make it a regular thing-morning walks along the beach, evening strils through the garden,"

"I like that." I replied, surprised by bow natural it felt to plan a future with this man

I barely remembered.

"Tell me more about us," I requested softly, my eyes bright with curity

Sean glanced at me, his lips curving upward. "Of course,"

We continued along the tree-lined path, Sean's voice washing over as he

recounted stories from our school days-the private academies we'd attended, the social events our families had hosted, the secret hiding places we'd found in Central Park

I listened quietly, occasionally responding with fragments of half-remembered images that flickered at the edges of my

Consciousness

Suddenly, Sean stopped walking, his breath catching slightly.

"What's wrong?" I asked, noticing the change in his demeanor.

"Nothing" he answered, but his voice sounded strained, as though he was suppressing something

I studied his face, noting the tightness around his eyes, the slight peness beneath his tan

realization struck me like a physical blow-Sean's wound. The injury Christopher bad inflicted was still healing. How could I have forgotten something so

the blood-soaked bandage I'd seen earlier. "We shouldn't be walking so

insisted, though his

stopping

raised. "It's still early. Mother is probably telling stories

Later, when it's quieter."

needs to be checked." I insisted, concern evident in my

everything in a medical kit, I can

gaze. "Please, let's go back to the house so you can rest. Your wound is more important than a garden

his arm around my waist, pulling me against

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Tonight

caught as he leaned down, his forehead pressing against wine. Our breaths mingled in the evening air, his eyes capturing mine with an intensity that made my heart

you want to persuade ine to do something, he murmured "you

a tremor through me. My eyelashes fluttered nervously as I placed my hands against his chest, carefully avoiding the

1 half- expected, be simply pressed his lips gently to my forehead before

said, taking my hand and leading me

my steps slightly unsteady,

something more-Though I hadn't consciously anticipated a more intimate moment, I felt a strange sense

man was technically a stranger to my conscious mind,

Sean

replied quickly, embarrassed that he'd caught me. Changing the subject, I asked, "What

warm lights welcomed us back into the elegant beach manor

family.

Sean's

Lasked once we were in our assigned bedroom. "Won't they be sleeping with us

my mother," Sean explained, setting the medical

the bedside table. "Tonight they'll rest

we're sleeping

could think better of

raised an eyebrow, his expression amused. "This