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?"

held up my device. "No messages between us. No photos together. Nothing. Even

something-discomfort?

weren't exactly on good terms before," he admitted, sitting

kind of issues?" I pressed. "Were

I'll tell you everything. But not all at once. You're still recovering, and some truths

know who I

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

I could respond, my phone rang. The screen displayed "Dad

1/3

Not

I said, looking

"Answer it," he encouraged.

a deep breath and accepted the

my father's voice came through, warm but tentative. How

how much he know about

Tms doing well," 1

could share stories about your childhood, help you

he continued. "I was hoping you might come to Europe this year. I know about

know about my memory loss?

"He came to see nie in Europe last

sharply. He nodded once, confirming

our plans," I stammered. "Victoria might be expecting us

York. She loves spending

colored his tope. Think about

know. There's

Sean. "You went to Europe to see

There's no pressure."

to know,

"That wasn't

decision to make," I said, hurt

it with you first. I was was trying

no matter what I say right now, I can't ease your fears completely,” he whispered against my hair. "But please, give

hug too!" Our daughter stood there,

her high above his head as she squealed with delight. Watching

for my children, perhaps I