The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife novel Chapter 208

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire’s Ex–Wife

Chapter 208: Waiting in Darkness

Mia Wilson, please don’t worry. Mr. show will be foe, Thomas

cape from the front se

attempting to

I but my Inver tip, still feeling the

ost of tean i kite. How could I worry? The confrontation at the tavern had been intense,

Mommy

My children gripped my hands rightly, their small faces looking up as with concern. I forced a smile, knowing it probably looked

“Mommy’s okay. We’re sale now.

I gazed out the window at the rapidly disappearing village, my chest fight with

the fear for

for the man I’d left behind.

Thomas’s phone rang, breaking the tense silence. He

e answered immediately.

“Hello, yes, we’ve recovered Mrs. Wilson. She’s

the car now.”

“Who is it?” I asked, suddenly alert.

Thomas passed the phone back to me. “Mrs. Wilson, it’s your

friend Sophie.

“Sophie!”

“Angela!!”

Sophie’s voice was even more emotional than mine. “Sean finally found you! I’m so sorry–we ran into trouble while searching for you and completely missed nur chance to help. Thank goodness Sean located you.”

Relief washed through me. “You were looking for me too?”

“Of course! As soun

i got your call,

I, I contacted Sean. We’ve been working together to find you since then.

After ending the call, I turned to Thomas. “How d

r did you

me?

Thomas tucked away his phone and explained quietly, “Sophie has been providing us with updates. After receiving information about your call from the village inn, we rushed over immediately. When we arrived, we didn’t know your exact location, båt Sophie continued to supply leads.”

“I see.” I nudiled, understanding now how

w the rescue had come together.

Because Sean hadn’t answered my phone call, I hadn’t tried to contact him again. I had even thought, perhaps he wouldn’t come looking for me after all. Or maybe, I wasn’t as important to him as he claimed.

It seemed i had misunderstood him completely.

Night had fallen by the time we reached our destination–a luxurious European estate that Thomas identified as one of the Shaw Tamilys sale houses.

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1 clutched a sleeping Ethan Wille Thomas carefully carried Aria Into the imposing building.

As we settled into Sean’s private suite, I couldn’t help asking, “When do you expect him.

“That…” Thomas shook his head. “I’m not certain. He’ll return once is finished dealing with Christopher.”

“He hasn’t contacted you?” I couldn 1 keep the worry hom my voice)

Mrs. Wilson, you’ve been with me the entire journey. My phone only rang once–Sophie’s call,

I, as you knew.

I nodded, then said to Thomas, “The most urgent thing now is to hay Aria’s ankle examined. She’s injured ”

Within the hour, a private doctor arrived at our suite to examine luc

“The little girl will be fine. It’s just a sprained ankle. I’ve prescribed anti–inflammatory medication and painkillers. She should rest for a few days and avoid walking,” the private doctor explained.

I thanked him, and after he left, I carried Aria back to bed, gently admonishing, “Next time you’re hurt, you must tell Mommy right away. You can’t just tough it out, understand?”

Having learned her lesson, my daughter nodded obediently. I know, Mommy.”

I smoothed her hair back from h

her forehead, trying to hide the trembling in my fingers.

During dinner, Aria looked around the elegant dining room before asking, “Mommy, why isn’t Mr. Night with us? Where did he go?”

That question…

I wished I knew the answer myself. We’d been here for hours now, plus travel time, and still no word from Sean.

I was deeply worried but couldn’t show it in front of the children lead, 1 stroked Aria’s hair and explained softly, “Mr. Night had some business to take care of. Just go to sleep tonight, and when you wake up tomorrow, you’ll see him, okay?”

“Okay,”

After tucking the children into bed, I decided to explore the estate. had barely ventured beyond the main hallway when security personnel approached me.

“Mrs. Wilson, you’re welcome to walk around, but please don’t leave the building. Mr. Shaw hasn’t returned yet, which means the situation remains unresolved. Until he returns, it would be best if you stayed in your room or within our surveillance area.”

If I’d heard similar words from Christopher’s staff, I would have interpreted them as an attempt to imprison me.

But coming from Sean’s people, it felt like genuine protection.

The realization gave me pause. Had I been unfair to Christopher?