The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35: Are You Jealous?

Angela Pov

After dinner with Nathan, he drove me home. To avoid any tension between him and Sean, I didn’t invite Nathan inside.

I walked through the door, but Sean wasn’t anywhere to be found. I must still be with Christina, I thought. Or maybe he wouldn’t be coming home tonight. Either way, I didn’t feel like waiting around for him.

I pulled out my laptop and set it on the table, determined to finish up some work I needed to pass along to Emily

As soon as I opened the spreadsheet, the door clicked open, and I heard footsteps. Startled, I looked up and saw Sean standing in the doorway of our bedroom,

He was only wearing a towel, his chest bare, water dripping from his clamp hair onto his bronzed skin. A bead of water slid down his chest, catching the light as it moved lower, tracing the muscles in a way that almost hypnotized me.

I couldn’t help but stare. It was impossible not to. He looked so effortlessly tempting, like something out of a dream. No wonder so many women at the office were drawn to him,

“What’s the matter? Am I that good–looking?” he teased, a wicked smile tugging at his lips. “You look stunned.”

“Who’s

staring

at you! I snapped quickly, my face flushing, I tried to focus, but my heart was still racing. “Why didn’t you krinck before coming in?”

He didn’t even flinch, walking over casually. “This is our bedroom,” he said with a shrug. “Why would I need to knock?” His eyes flicked to my laptop screen, and his lips curled into a mocking smile, “Isn’t Nathan helping you? Why do you still need to bring work home?

I clenched my tooth, frustration rising. “I didn’t finish it during the day, I muttered, trying to focus on my task.

“Then just do it tomorrow,” Sean said, his voice dripping with annoyance.

I glanced up at him, his tall frame looming by the bed. There was an air of arrogance to him that I couldn’t ignore. After his showers the scent of body wash lingered in the air, clean and fresh. Still, his expression was off–he was upset, annoyed, even.

He was upset that I had interrupted his rest.

I sighed, shutting my laptop. “I’ll go work in the study,” I said, trying to give him space.

But as soon as I moved, he stepped in front of me, blocking my path.

“Was the time at

e at the office not enough for you to finish your work?” he asked, his voice low and dangerous. “Or is there something more important that’s making you slack off?”

I raised my eyebrows, caught off guard. “What do you mean?*

Sean didn’t answer immediately. Instead, his gaze hardened. “How was your chat with Nathan?”

And just like that, everything clicked. I understood what was going on now. It wasn’t about work. It wasn’t even about me interrupting his downtime,

It was about his stupid male pride.

I didn’t want to deal with this right now, so I tried to push past him, ready to walk away.

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Chapter 35: Are You Jealous?

But before I could get past, higrabbed my wrist and puffed me toward him. Before I could protest, he pressed me down onto the bed, his grip tight and unyielding

Sean, what are you doing? 1 gasped, my heart pounding as I strugged beneath him.

le pinned my

y arms above my head with one hand and his knee on my legs. His holy pressed against mine, and I could feel his warmth, the dampness of his skin clinging to me: I tried to pull away but his hold was ton strong.

“Stop moving, he murmured, his voice dangerously calm. “You’re going to knock off my towel…”

I froze. It hit me then–Sean was barely covered, his towel hanging by a thread, his arousal growing

with

ʼn every movement I made.

“Pervert!” I yelled.

I bit into the hard muscle of his arm, hoping to make him release m

His aim was like stone.

“Let go!” I spat, still trying to break free.