The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife novel Chapter 258

Chapter 258: Why Are You Afraid to See Her

Christopher POV

I stood by the floor–to–ceiling window, lingers gently parting t

the heary curtains just enough to glimpse the outside world

She was there–Angela Wilson, the woman Id loved for five years, siding in the garden of my family estate, Beside her was Sean Shaw, the man who had stølen her from me.

I watched her look up toward my window. Though I knew she couldnt see me, I instinctively stepped back.

e, if you truly want to see her, why did you refuse just now

Blake,

David Chen’s voice from behind made me turn sharply, the wariness in my eyes undisguised.

“Who gave you permission to enter?” I

coldly.

David stood in the doorway, his posture respectful but his gaze unwavering. “The elder Mr. Blake instructed me to remain by your side twenty–four hours a day. After they were escorted in, I naturally followed.”

1 let out a bitter laugh. “Twenty–four hours without leaving my side wasn’t aware you were so devoted, Mr. Chen.”

live

“I’ve followed you for over

don’t sir. As long as you years,

act against the law, my loyalty remains unchanged.” He looked me directly in the eyes. “Of course, should you cross that line, I will do my best to pull you back.”

His sanctimonious words irritated me deeply. I yanked the curtain closed, plunging the room into semidarkness, with only a desk

lamp casting a weak glo?

“Why is Mr. Blake afraid to see Ms. Wilson?” David’s voice was calm, but felt like a knife piercing my heart.

“Don’t presume,” I scoffed. “Afraid? Since she’s chosen to return to that man,

why should I See her at all?”

“Perhaps you’re afraid to say I’m sorry to her face?”

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My shoulders stiffened, fingers unconsciously clenching into fists. How dare he?

“Because you hurt her, and now you can’t face her, can’t apologize in person.” David continued, each word like a needle piercing my skin. “I’ve followed you for years, sir, I understand what’s in your heart better than you think. Denial won’t help,”

Pain and anger

er churned inside me, but my exterior remained ice–cold. “Get out.”

r just ordered me to remain by your side at all times.”

“Mr. Blake seems to have forgotten–your grandfather

His stubbornness exhausted my patience, I strode out of the study, slamming the door behind me, wanting to escape those eyes that seemed to see through to my soul.

On my way upstairs, I ducked into a small room at the end of the hallway where the mansion’s surveillance system was installed. On one of the screens, I could see Angela’s startled expression at the sound of the door slamming. Sean Shaw protectively pulled her into his embrace, a gesture that seemed to declare his ownership.

I grabbed a chair and hurled it against the wall with a thunderous crash. On screen, Angela flinched at the sound and pressed herself closer to Sean.

David quickly appeared in the frame, reassuring Angela that her beautiful face, the apprehension fading away.

someone had merely broken something I watched as reliet washed over

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Chapter 258: Why Are You Afraid to See Her

“Should we go back now? she asked Seän softly.

“Whatever you decide, Sean squeezed his hand.

“Yes” She nodded, then turned to David “Mr. Chen, since he doesn Leish to se

In her final moment before leaving, she looked up toward the window of the Surveillance room. tell our gares meet through the monitor. My heart ached beyond work.

crning she couldn’t see ma

I clenched my fist then released it, fingernails leaving deep marks in my palm. Perhaps this was better letting her leave with hatred for me. At least she would remember me. That was preferable to disappearing from her memory entirely.

I couldn’1–dared not–see her. Because once face to face, I didn’t kupe what I might do. Apologize? Beg forgiveness fir commit another unforgivable act to keep het by my side?

“Let’s go,” Angela said to Sean on screen, her voice as calm as still wilter.

“Alright.” Sean held her hand tightly, leading her toward the car waiting outside.

Her steps were firm, without hesitation or looking back. She had made her choice. Even with questions and confusion lingering in her heart, she knew it was time to move forward.

While I remained trapped in the past, unable to advance.

David returned to my side as I stood before the monitor, my shoulders slightly slumped, enveloped in an invisible weariness.

“Mr. Blake, Ms. Wilson has left,” David said.

I didn’t respond, only watching the car growing distant on the screen