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?"

together. Nothing.

something-discomfort? guilt?-crossing his features before he

admitted, sitting beside

I

promise you, I'll tell you everything. But not all

who I am, I

is that I love you and our children. Can you believe that much, at

rang.

1/3

Not Just

said,

"Answer it," he encouraged.

took a deep breath and accepted the

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

1 replied, unsure how much

Tms doing well," 1

i could share stories about

hoping you

my memory loss? But I never

informed me," he explained. "He came to see nie in Europe last

at Sean sharply. He nodded once, confirming my

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

loves spending time with

though disappointment colored his tope. Think about it and

know. There's

said our goodbyes, I turned to Sean. "You went to Europe to see

There's no pressure."

deserved to know, and I

"That wasn't

I said, hurt evident

have discussed it with you first. I was

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 voice grew more determined. "From now on, I promise

the doorway. "Aria wants a hug too!" Our daughter stood there,

her, lifting her high above his head as she squealed with

and for my children, perhaps I needed