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

abruptly. Guilt washed over me as I remembered the blood-soaked bandage I'd seen earlier. "We

Sean insisted, though his expression

stopping him. "Let's

me, eyebrow raised. "It's still early. Mother

Later, when it's quieter."

evident in my voice. “Did you bring

in a medical kit,

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

arm around my

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against wine. Our breaths mingled in the evening air,

time you want to persuade ine to do something, he murmured "you should use actions, not

eyelashes fluttered nervously as I placed my hands against his chest,

expression softened as he noticed my concern. Instead of the ki 1 half- expected, be simply pressed his lips gently to my forehead before drawing

my hand and leading

slightly unsteady,

more-Though I hadn't consciously anticipated a more intimate moment,

reaction. This man was technically a stranger to

hurt?" Sean

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

approached the house, the glow of warm lights welcomed us back into the elegant

family.

Sean's

Ethan? Lasked once we were in our assigned bedroom. "Won't they be

mother," Sean explained, setting the medical

table. "Tonight they'll rest in the room next door with

sleeping

before I could think better of

his expression amused. "This is the