The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167: This Woman Abandoned you!

Angela POV

The elevator doors slid open silently, revealing the elegant hallway that led to Sean’s penthouse. I stepped out and immediately froze at the unexpected tableau before me.

William West lay sprawled on the plush hallway carpet, his expression stunned as he struggled to right himself. Christina Jordan stood nearby, her hand covering her mouth in shock. Evan White stood slightly apart, watching the scene with his usual calculated

reserve.

And there was Sean, standing in his doorway, one hand still gripping the handle, his normally composed demeanor cracked by obvious anger.

My heart rate accelerated instantly. My children were inside that apartment, and Christina Jordan was here!

The woman who had once offered me three million dollars to terminate my pregnancy was mere steps away from meeting those same children I had protected from her. The thought sent ice through my veins.

I moved forward, ignoring the chaos. Getting to Aria and Ethan was my only priority.

Christina noticed me first.

Her eyes widened, recognition flickering across her features like lightning.

The shock on her face quickly transformed into something harder, more calculating.

I recognized that look–the rapid assessment of a potential rival, the mental tallying of strengths and vulnerabilities.

Evan’s eyes met mine next, a flash of understanding passing between us. Unlike the others, he seemed unsurprised by my appearance, as if he’d suspected this connection all

along.

William had managed to stand by now, brushing off his expensive suit with indignant huffs. Following Christina’s gaze, he turned and spotted me.

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“Angela Wilson??” he exclaimed, his voice echoing down the hallway. “How is this possible??”

Sean, who had been about to close his door, froze. Our eyes met briefly, his expression unreadable.

I assessed the situation quickly. This was not the confrontation I had come for. My children were somewhere inside Sean’s apartment, and that was all that mattered. These people–with their tangled histories and complicated agendas–were irrelevant obstacles.

With practiced composure, I stepped forward, intending to walk past them all without acknowledgment. My gaze remained fixed on the doorway beyond Sean.

“Sean,” William suddenly called out, his voice sharp with accusation. “Why is Angela Wilson here? Didn’t you divorce her years ago? And what about that child inside–what’s your relationship to her?”

I kept walking, determined not to engage.

“How can you do this to Christina?” William continued, his voice rising. “After everything she’s done for you?”

From the corner of my eye, I saw Christina’s eyes grow glassy with carefully timed tears, her lower lip caught between her teeth in a perfect picture of feminine distress. The performance was flawless–I had to give her that.

Sean’s expression hardened as he turned to William, his voice dropping to that dangerous register I remembered all too well. “That’s enough.”

“No, it’s not nearly enough,” William shot back, stepping closer to Sean. “We deserve

answers. Today, with all of us here, you need to explain yourself. Or this isn’t over.”

William lunged forward, reaching for Sean’s collar again. Sean didn’t move, but his voice

cut through the tension like a blade of ice.

“Don’t touch me.”

Something in his tone made William pause mid–stride, his hand hovering in the air

between them.

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“Fine, I won’t touch you,” William huffed, stepping back. “But you’re going to explain what’s happening here.”

Sean’s eyes narrowed coldly. “Since when do I need to report to you about my personal affairs?”

I stood quietly, waiting for my opportunity to slip past them. My patience was wearing thin, but creating a scene would only make things worse.

A small movement caught my eye–a flash of dark curls peeking around the doorframe

behind Sean. My heart stopped. Aria and Ethan had come to investigate the commotion.

They stood just inside the apartment, their small faces curious and concerned as they

tried to understand the adult drama unfolding before them. The realization that they