The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife novel Chapter 189

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire’s Ex–Wife

Chapter 189: I Don’t Make A Habit of Partnering With Fools

I lay in the hospital bed, my silk nightgown crumpled and my makeup smeared from crying. The VIP room felt cold and empty as t stared at the ceiling.

The door opened and Mother walked in briskly. She quickly took in try disheveled appearance and the makeup scattered across the

“Christina!” she snapped, her voice cutting through my daze. “The hospital called me about your condition. I rushed here as fast as 1

could.”

I remained motionless, my gaze fixed on the ceiling, umresponsive her arrival.

The nurse hovering nervously by the door offered a quick update. “Aner Mr. Shaw left, she’s refused to eat anything, Mrs. Jordan. We’ve tried several times, but she won’t touch her food.”

Sean Shaw was here?” Mother’s tone suddenly changed, her eyes lighting up. “Christina, why didn’t you tell me? What did he say?”

I stared at the ceiling without responding.

“Christina!” Mother shook my arm. “Answer me!”

I

+ foally turned

to her. “Mama, it’s over. Sean came to tell me he never wants to see me again.”

“What?” Mother’s grip tightened. “That’s impossible. What exactly did he say?”

He said that after what I did, we’re done forever. He knows everything–about the deleted text message, about Angela’s pregnancy. All of it.” Fresh tears spilled down my cheeks. “He’s going back to her He’s chosen Angela over me, despite everything we’ve done.”

Mother stood frozen, her cosmetically–enhanced features unable to fully express her shock.

“This can’t be happening,” she whispered. “What about all we’ve invested? The medical contracts, the social connections-

“Exactly,” I said, finally sitting up. “We need to think about the business implications immediately. Without Shaw’s backing. Jordan Medical could face serious difficulties. The Blake Medical Group is already positioning for expansion”

“How could you let this happen?” Mother cut me off, her voice rising

Mother stepped onto the balcony to call Father, but he didn’t answer. After several attempts, she returned to my bedside, her face twisted with anges Without a word, she slapped me hard across the face.

“Useless!” she hissed, “Absolutely useless!”

I touched my stinging cheek, fresh tears welling in my eyes.

If I had just accepted his offer of f

five percent of the shares and walked away, at least I’d have something to show for these wasted

years.

But now? I have nothing!

The door slammed bebind her, leaving me alone with my humiliation and fear.

After crying alone for a while, I suddenly thought of someone who might still help mo–someone who also didn’t want Sean and

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Chapter 189, I Don’t Make A Habit of Partnering With Fools

Angula together.

“Nurse! 1 called out. “I need you to call me a taxi. Immediately.

The night air was cold against my hospital clothes as I stand on Christopher Blake’s terrace. He sat with a cup of tea while his assistant David stood nearby. Neither offered me a seat though I’d bn sanding for fifteen minuter.

“Christopher… about what I proposed earlier, have you made a decision?”

He took a slow sip of his tea before responding. “I apologize, Miss Jalan, but I don’t make a habit of partnering with fools.”

I blinked, certain I’d misheard. T… what did you say?”.

“You possess no leverage,” he replied evenly, “yet you’ve managed to transform a promising situation into a complete disaster. Tell me, Miss Jordan, why should I collaborate with you? Or perhaps you believe Christopher Blake runs a charity?”

“David,” he continued without waiting for my response, please show Miss Jordan out.”

“No! I’m not leaving. I blurted desperately. “Christopher, don’t you have feelings for Angela Wilson too? We can make a deal!”

Christopher’s eyebrow arched slightly. “A deal? What exactly do you think you have to offer me now? After your recent…. performance, you’re nothing in Sean’s eyes. And my feelings for Angels are my own business.”

His voice hardened. “No one gets to manipulate or exploit my feelings for her. Certainly not you.”

“You’d just let her go back to Sean?” I pressed. “If you really cared about her, you’d fight for

r her!

“Remove her,” Christopher told David,