The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife novel Chapter 206

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire’s Ex Wife

Chapter 206: Are You Really Going With Him?

Angels POV

Taking a deep breath, I reached forward and slowly turned the fork.

No matter what happens, 1 whispered to Ethan and Aria, “stay close to Mommy.”

The door swung open, and 1 began to speak.

Til go with you, don’t hurt me or my child

The words died in my throat as I was suddenly pulled forward into strong embrace. Darkness engulfed me as my face pressed against a solid chest.

My first instinct was to push away, , to fight, but something stopped e–a familiar scent, the unmistakable feel of arms I knew too

well.

I froze, my breath catching as recognition washed over me.

“Mr. Night!”

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children’s excited voices confirmed what my racing heart already knew.

Sean Shaw. Here. Holding me as if I might disappear if he loosened his grip for even a moment.

But how? I had called Sophie, yes, but I never expected …never dared hope that Sean would cross an ocean to find us. The shock of seeing him rendered me speechless, my body trembling against his.

“We need to go.” Thomas Smith’s urgent voice cut through my daze, Mr. Shaw, Christopher’s men could return with reinforcements any minute.”

Sean’s arms remained locked around me, his grip almost painful in intensity. I pushed against his chest gently, trying to create some space between us, but he only held me tighter, as if afraid I might slip away again.

“You’re thinner,” he murmured against my hair, his voice rough with emotion.

The tenderness in his observation broke something inside me. Tears spilled down my cheeks before I could stop them, days of terror and uncertainty finally finding release. Sean pulled back just enough to look at my face, his thumbs gently wiping away the moisture on my cheeks. With excruciating gentleness, he pressed his lips to the corner of my eye, kissing away a tear.

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going home,” he said, his voice low and certain.

With one hand firmly holding mine, Sean guided us out of the cramped stall. Aria and Ethan immediately rushed to him, their small faces lighting up with relief and joy.

“Mr. Night!” they exclaimed together, reaching for him with complete trust.

Sean nodded at them, a small smile softening his features. “You’ve been very brave,” he said.simply.

Thomas stepped forward. “We should leave separately. I II take the children first.

“Wait,” 1 said quickly, remembering Aria’s injury. “Arin hurt her ankle cluring our escape.”

I moved to lift her, but Sean’s hand on my arm stopped me.

“Let me,” he said, bending down to carefully scoop Aria into his armi

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Chapter 206: Are You Really Going With Him?

“Thank you, Mr. Night,” she said, her small voice full of innocent gradtude.

I took Ethan’s hand, and together we followed Thomas tmcard the ten mi each step, dreading yet another confrontation.

1. m. My heart hammered against my rites with

As we reached the tavern entrance, my worst fears materialized. A grup of men in tailored suits bifocked our path–Christopher a

security team.

“Christopher’s men,” I whispered, instinctively moving closer to Seat

In one fluid motion, Sean shifted Aria to one arts and pulled me behind him with the other,

“I’m here,” he said, his voice calm but carrying unmistakable authority. Stay close,“

Despite my determination to remain strong, I found myself leaning presence after days of uncertainty and fear.

“You didn’t call the police, did you?” I asked in a hushed voice.

protective stance, drawing comfort from his solid

Sean’s brow Turrowed as he glanced down at me. “Are you worried about him?”

He helped me through difficult times,” I explained quietly. “I don’t want to destroy his reputation, his business.

“He kidnapped you and our children, Sean replied, his tone hardening;

“He didn’t hurt us,” I found myself saying. “He j

just… wouldn’t let us leave.”

Before Sean could respond, the security team parted, and Christopher stepped through, his eyes immediately finding mine as if drawn by some magnetic force.

I averted my gaze, uncomfortable under his intense scrutiny. Sean’s arm tightened around my shoulders, pulling me firmly against his side in a gesture of unmistakable possession.

Christopher’s attention finally shifted, taking in Sean’s protective stance and the way I curled into his side. The two men locked eyes across the tavern floor, tension crackling between them like electricity.

“Sean Shaw,” Christopher said, his voice deceptively pleasant. “It’s been a while.“

Sean remained silent, his jaw tightening visibly.