The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife novel Chapter 27

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire’s Ex–Wife

Chapter 27: Perfect Husband. Perfect Wife. Perfect Lie

Angela POV

My throat tightened as Sean murmured appropriate reassurances,

If only she knew how temporary this peace was, how quickly it would shatter once she was safely through surgery.

“A week isn’t long to wall. Elizabeth said when we finally told her saw fear flicker in her eyes.

the revised schedule. Though her voice remained steady, I

Without thinking. I perched on the edge of her bed, taking her fragihand in mine. “You’ll be fine. Dr. Carter is the best, and Sean and I will be right here the whole time.”

“My sweet girl.” Elizabeth squeezed my fingers. “What would this family do without you?”

Find out soon enough, I thought, but managed to keep smiling. “Let’s focus on getting you better first.”

arm golds

As the sun started to set, painting the room in warm golds and pinks, a middle–aged nurse walked in, politely reminding us,

“Your visiting time is almost up. I need to start getting Mrs. Elizabeth’s dinner ready soon.”

But Elizabeth wasn’t ready to let go of our hands, holding on to both me and Sean. So, I suggested, “How about we take Elizabeth home with us tonight? She can stay at our place for the night, and i cook.”

Elizabeth’s face lit up at the idea. But the nurse looked a little hesitant.

After a bit of back–and–forth, Elizabeth insisted, and Sean went to speak to the doctor, asking for permission to discharge her for just one night, promising they’d have a family doctor come by to help look after her.

When Elizabeth heard that, her whole face brightened.

That evening, Sean and I cooked dinner together. Our hands brushed a few times as we moved around the kitchen, and it felt both strange and familiar at the same time.

For s

some reason, I was reminded of those awkward chemistry lab days back in high school. I was always so focused on not burning anything, and every time Sean’s hand brushed mine, I’d feel this odd spark, like there was some kind of chemistry going on inside

It probably didn’t help that we hadn’t cooked together in ages–dinner ended up taking nearly two hours to prepare.

After we got married, we didn’t spend a lot of time eating together. Even though we worked in the same place, I’d always order lunch for him and have it delivered to his office. After work, he didn’t have much time to eat at home, let alone now, when he’s hardly ever home in the evenings.

When dinner was finally ready, Elizabeth sat down at the table, watching us with a smile and saying.

“Perfect husband, perfect wife, perfect life.”

Then she took our hands and closed her eyes to say a prayer before eating

Elizabeth’s a devout Christian, so that made sense.

But as she closed her eyes, I couldn’t help but think to myself, “Perfect husband, perfect wife, perfect lie.”

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Chapter 27: Perfect Husband. Perfect Wife. Perfect Lie

Midway through the meal, Sem’s phone ring. He glanced at it, then hung up. But just a minute Inter, it rang again.

I figured it was probably Christina.

When it rang a third time, Sean just turned it off. Then he smiled at Elizabeth and said,

“Work’s been crazy lately, but nothing beats having dinner with Grandma.”

After that, he shot me a look, one of those “don’t give me away” looks, like I shouldn’t bring up anything about Christina.

I just quietly chewed my steak and kept my mouth shut.

By the time we finished eating, Elizabeth was in a great mond, chatting away and not wanting to rest.

Finally, Sean glanced at his watch and said, “The doctor said you not to get to bed before 10, remember?”

When we left Elizabeth’s room, I went straight for our bedroom, and Sean followed right behind me.

My heart was pounding because I knew–I knew tonight, I had no choice but to sleep in the same room, in the same bed, with Sean.

After my shower, I made sure to put on a super modest pair of pajamas before coming out.

Sean looked me up and down, raising an e usually wear.”

eyebrow. “Did you borrow andma’s pajamas? This is a whole different vibe from what you

I shot back, “Since when do yo