The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 267

Chapter 267: Not Just Any Kiss

Angela POV

Sunlight streamed through the curtains as I stirred awake. I reached across the bed for Sophie, but found only empty space. Sitting: up, I glanced around the guest room, noticing het Ingenge was gond

"She left already?" 1 murmured in myself

The door opened, and Sean appeared with a mog

og of coffer. "Youre rally awake."

"Where's Sophie?" I asked, accepting the steaming cup.

She left early this morning." Sean replied, settling on the edge of

home for Christmas."

and she needed to catch a fight back to her parents

"Christmas?" I blinked, suddenly realizing the holiday was approaching. She didn't even say goodbye,"

o wake you. She left a note."

"She tried," Sean explained. "But you were sleeping so soundly, she didn't want to

He handed me a folded paper from his pocket. Sophie's elegant handwriting filled the page with apologies for her sudden departure and promises to call after the holidays.

1 sighed, disappointed. I'd hoped to ask Sophie about my relationship with Sean, to gain some clarity about our past. Now that

opportunity was gone.

"Come downstairs when you're ready, Sean said, brushing a strand of hair from my face. "The children are asking for you."

In the afternoon, while Sean put Aria and Ethan down for their nap, found myself scrolling through my phone again. The absence of any chat history with Sean continued to bother me. For a married couple, we seemed to have no digital footprint together.

When Sean returned, I decided to confront him directly.

"Sean, why don't we have any chat history on my phone?"

He paused mid-step.

1. p. "What?"

us. No photos together. Nothing. Even Sophie

something-discomfort? guilt?-crossing his features before

he admitted, sitting beside

of issues?" I pressed. "Were

in his. "Angela, I promise you, I'll tell you everything. But not all at

need to know who I am,

said firmly. "Whatever happened in the past, what matters is that I love you

my phone rang. The screen displayed "Dad John

1/3

Not Just

said, looking

"Answer it," he encouraged.

took a deep breath and accepted the

through, warm but

replied, unsure how much he know about my

Tms doing well," 1

I thought perhaps i could share

"I was hoping you might come to Europe this year. I

about my memory loss?

explained. "He came to see nie

He nodded once,

our plans," I stammered.

loves spending time with Aria

though disappointment colored his tope. Think about it and let

know. There's

turned to Sean. "You went to

There's no pressure."

replied. "He deserved to know, and I didn't want to burden you with

"That wasn't

I said, hurt evident

should have discussed it with you first. I

looked up at Sean. "I'm just so afraid," 1 admitted softly. "I'm afraid that you're deceiving me. Just like Christopher did." Sean pulled me into his embrace, his arms tightening protectively around me. I know that no matter what I say right now, I can't ease your fears completely,” he whispered against my hair. "But please, give me time to prove myself through my actions. Can you do that?" His

small voice from the doorway. "Aria wants a hug too!" Our daughter stood there, her hair tousled from her nap, rubbing her

above his head as

and for my children, perhaps I needed to relearn