The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife novel Chapter 39

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire’s Ex–Wife

Chapter 39: Our First Real Moment Together

Angela POV

“Or are you actually insecture about him?”

She didn’t flinch, but I could see her jaw tighten. For a moment, we host stood there, staring at each other.

Seeing she wasn’t going to give in that easily, I softened my voice, tpping a little closer to her.

“Look, don’t worry. Elizabeth’s surgery is leave, and I won’t come back for five years.”

few days. Just hang in bere a little longer. As long as everything goes as planned, I’ll

She folded her arms, her voice quiet but firm. “Alright. I’ll inst you for now. But you’d better keep your word when the time

comes.”

With that, she turned and walked out of my office without another word.

The sound of her footsteps faded, leaving the room in a thick, almost eerie silence.

exhaled and let my gaze drop, my hand instinctively resting on my stomach.

“Baby,” I whispered softly. “Let’s just hope everything goes smoothly, When it’s time, I’ll take you to meet your grandfather. Hell love you

so much.”

The thought of my father brought a bittersweet ache to my chest. I had meant to tell him about the pregnancy. But every time I called, he was too busy.

The first time, he had rushed through the conversation, his voice distracted. The second time, he barely gave me a chance to speak before hanging up-

I understood why. His career was his focus right now–his comeback his work.

The day before Elizabeth’s surgery, Sean and I decided to visit her at the nursing home, hoping to ease some of her anxiety. We picked up a few gifts, wanting to lift her spirits.

As soon as we arrived, I started sharing some funny stories from work–tales of strange clients and bizarre situations that had happened over the past week. Elizabeth’s laughter filled the room, and for a moment, I could see the tension in her face start to

fade.

Sean didn’t say much, just sitting quietly beside me, watching. I caught his gaze more than once–gentle, warm, and strangely soft. It was a look I didn’t often see from him.

As the evening wore on, I suggested that I stay the night with Elizabeth. I thought she might appreciate the company before her surgery tomorrow, but she waved it off with a tired smile.

“No need,” she said, “I’m not a child. You two should go home and rest. Come back tomorrow.”

I hesitated, but Sean stepped in and gently placed his hand on my arm. “Since Grandma says so, we’ll come back early tomorrow.”

Elizabeth nodded. ‘Exactly. It’s late, and I need to rest.”

I gave in, though reluctantly, and stepped forward to give her a hug

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Chapter 39 Our First Real Moment Together

“Alright,” she said, reaching up to pinch my nose

Teasing

You’re getting a

I smiled, but inside, my heart tightened. I couldn’t shake the feeling that

away, not wanting to dwell on it.

Once we were back at home, sean slipped off his jacket, and his deepulce cut through the silence.

Go take a shower, then rest early.”

“Okay,” I nodded, turning to grab my clothes

But before I could leave, something lingered in my mind. I had been holding onto a question all day, one I wasn

time to ask.

Sean,” I said, turning back around, “I need to ask

something.”

He had already begun untying his tie, but when he heard my voice, be stopped. His dark eyes fixed on mine, sharp and unread

“Go ahead,”

I hesitated for

montent, then asked, “Should we go to the divorce office before Grandma’s surgery tomorrow, or wait until

As soon as the words left my month, I felt the atmosphere shift. It was as if the air had grown colder, heavier.

1 immediately realized it probably wasn’t the right time to ask, especially with everything going on with Elizabeth. She wa undergo surgery, and Sean was likely feeling the pressure of it all

“I’m sorry,” I said quickly, rushing to backtrack. “I shouldn’t have brought

t this up now. Let’s wait until after her surgery. You should

rest.”

But before I could turn to leave, Sean stepped forward, blocking my path. His voice dropped low, almost like a warning.

You really want to get a divorce tomorrow, don’t you?”

That wasn’t what I meant, but before I could explain, he cut me off, his tone turning ice–cold. Then, as you wish. We’ll go to the civil affairs office when it opens tomorrow.”

“Sean…” I stood there in shock for a moment, not sure what to say.

is back stiff with tension.

Sean didn’t wait for me to respond. Without another glance, he turned and walked into the bathroom, his back

The bathroom door slammed shut with a deafening bang-