The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 285

Chapter 279

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 279: A Step at a Time

Angela POV

The next two days in the hospital pass quietly. Sean's still here, hovering like he's afraid I'll vanish if he blinks.

He brings me water before lask, fluff's my pillow when it sags, makes sure the kids have snacks. I don't push him away.

I'm polite-thank him when he hands me something, nod when he asks if I'm okay.

I don't stop him from playing with Aria and Ethan either. They love him. Aria climbs all over him, giggling when he pretends to drop her. Ethan's quieter, but he sticks close, showing Sean a drawing he made, his little face lighting up when Sean ruffles his hair.

Is it just blood that ties them? Or is he actually a good dad? I don't know. I watch them, and it's hard to figure out what I feel.

Five years ago, he wasn't there for any of this-their first steps, their first words. I did it alone. But now, seeing him with them, it's like he never left.

Last night, before bed, he leaned in and kissed me. Soft, quick, on the lips. I didn't pull back, but I didn't kiss him either.

I just sat there, frozen, my heart thudding. He didn't push it-just said goodnight and turned off the light.

Everyone's thrilled I've got my memory back. Dad especially. He sat with me all morning yesterday, telling me stories-how I used to beg him to push me higher on the swings, how I cried when my goldfish died.

"It's like I've got my Angie back," he said, smiling so wide I could see the lines in his face deepen. I smiled too, because I remembered those things now.

comes back to me in waves. It was tough-nights pacing with screaming twins in each arm, days juggling work and diapers. But the first time Aria said "Mama," her tiny voice

one at the very top. He said it's from him and Aria, something they made for

he told me, serious as ever. I want

don't want them stuck in this sterile hospital room, eating cafeteria food on

home," I say at breakfast. Sean's pouring juice for the kids, and Jhon's flipping through a magazine by my bed. They both look

says, setting the juice down.

in. "I'm tired of this

Vant

with the

got your head

a machine. I'll get checked out today. If the doctor says it's okay,

cross my arms. "I'm not spending

hand

stubborn

hell" But he doesn't fight me

the doctor comes,

my stitches. "You're healing well," he says. "You can

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A Step at

after Christmas for a follow

nod, relieved. Sean just grumbles something

get home that

the tree in the living room. Lights winkle along the branches, and

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