The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247: Your Eternal Follower

Angela POV

Sean released my hand, finally ending mir intimate moment, I found myself oddly disappointed at the loss of contact, though I tried not to show it.

“Why do you look so disappointed? Sean asked, a teasing smile playing on his lips. Is it because I stopped? Are you disappointed?”

“No!” I denied quickly, perhaps too forcefully to be convincing

I could still feel the warmth where his lips had touched my earlobe, the tingling sensation that made me want to reach up and touch the spot. I restrained myself, not wanting to give him the sallaction.

When I tried to stand up and leave, Sean caught my wrist, stopping me with a gentle but firm grip.

“Don’t be angry,” he said softly, “I was just teasing you.”

“Let go,” I replied, trying to sound firm despite the fluttering in my stomach.

“How about we go see the roses in the garden?” he suggested, smoothly changing the subject. “Victoria just mentioned they’re blooming exceptionally well this year.“.

We walked along the stone path toward the deeper part of the garden, the afternoon sun casting dappled shadows through the leaves overhead. Victoria was there, carefully trimming her prized roses with precision.

“The children really miss you both,” Victoria said as we approached. Though I understand they can’t stay here permanently, I can tell they’d like to remain a little longer.”

“I understand,” I replied, watching her skilled hands work among the thors.

After a moment’s thought, I suggested, “What if Aria and Ethan cam to stay here during their summer and winter breaks?”

Victoria’s eyes lit up, though she tried to maintain her composure. was thinking of suggesting that very thing, but I was concerned you might not want to be separated from them for too long. I didn’t want to ask directly. Since you’ve suggested it, that would be wonderful.”

“Of course,” I agreed.

*Excellent. As long as you approve, I’ll arrange everything, Victoria shid, her happiness evident as she excused herself to prepare lunch.

After she left, Sean studied my expression, seemingly noticing my hesitation.

“If you’re reluctant, you don’t have to agree,” he said quietly. “I can the bad guy here,

It’s fine,” I assured him. “It’s only for vacations, and they’ll come back home.”

“You could come with them too, Sean offered. “I can handle your company matters for you.”

“Company?” I asked, surprised. “I have a company?”

“Yes, Wilson Investment, Sean confirmed. “If you want to come her, you can do so anytime. Don’t feel burdened. I’ll take care of everything for you.”

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Chapter 247–Your Eternal Follower

“You’ll help me? 1 questioned “But don’t you have your own busine to run?”

“Yes, I can manage both simultaneously, he replied confidently. Is there something wrong with taking care of my wife?

We continued strolling among the rose bushes, the fragrance summing us in waves as the gentle breeze stirred the blooms. The beauty of the estate and Sean’s attentiveness touched me, though questions still lingered in my mind.

“So we were childhood sweethearts?” I asked, carious about our history.

“Yes,” Sean replied, a fond smile forming. “You used to follow me everywhere when we were little.

“That’s impossible! I protested, unable to imagine myself following anyone so devotedly.

“Now that you’ve lost your memory, you’re going to deny 117” he traged, “If I asked if you love me now, would you deny that too?”

“No,” I answered honestly, “Even without my memories, I know I’m một that kind of person.”

“Fine, deny it for now,” Sean relented, his eyes warm as they held mine. “Once your memory returns, you won’t be able to deny it

anymore.”

Sean gazed at me with tender affection, seeming to contemplate saying something more. Finally, he spoke with careful deliberation,

“From now on,

I’ll be the one following you, your eternal follower.” He took my hand as we continued our walk through the garden.

Lunch was served at a large table in the garden, the setting both elegant and rustic. The children’s laughter filled the air as we enjoyed our meal together.

I found this

country–style dining experience novel and strangely comforting, creating a sense of both excitement and inner peace.

Sean attentively picked the oilier foods from my plate, transferring them to his own without revealing to Victoria anything about my previous eating disorder.

“Sean,” Victoria said, noticing his behavior, “just take what you want directly. Why do you always take food from Angela’s plate?”

“Mom, I think what’s in her bowl tastes better,” Sean replied with a boyish grin.

head indulgently.

Victoria shook her head

ently. “Young people, do as you please

As we continued eating. Sean’s phone suddenly rang. His expression darkened when he checked the caller ID,

“Why do you have your phone at the table?” Victoria asked disapprovingly, “Couldn’t you silence it?”

“I need to take this call, Sean said tersely, rising from the table and walking away.

“Please continue eating.” I told the others. “I’ll go see what’s happening

I followed Scan at a distance, staying just close enough to overhear has conversation once he stopped near the edge of the property.

“What should be done? Haven’t I already told you?” Sean’s voice carted clearly despite his lowered tone. “Do I need to repeat myself?”

The person on the other end said something I couldn’t hear

“You know that was before, Sean replied, his voice hardening “Last time we didn’t call the police, so we’ve already settled that debe