The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife novel Chapter 62

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire’s Ex–Wife. Chapter 62: The Jealous Wife?

Angela POV

For a moment, no one moved.

Then everything erupted at once. Christina’s friends rushed to her side, their voices rising in panic as they saw blood beginning to trickle from a cut on her forehead,

Jennifer released my arm, stumbling backward as if she’d been burned.

‘Christina!” The cry came from the direction of the house. Sean’s vote, filled with alarm.

He appeared on the garden path, Christopher close behind him. Seans eyes found me first, taking in my disheveled appearance with growing concern. “Angela,” he said, moving toward me. “Did someone

“Mr. Shaw!” One of Christina’s friends called out. “Christina’s bleeding!”

Sean’s head whipped around, his expression changing as he saw Christina on the ground.

“She’s hurt,” he said to me, already moving toward her. “I need to check on her. Wait here.”

I watched as he knelt beside Christina, his hands gentle as he examined her injury. The sight sent a sharp pain through my chest. that had nothing to do with my recent struggle with Jennifer. I should be used to this by now, shouldn’t I?

After so many years of watching him put Christina first, after countless moments just like this one, why did it still hurt?

“She pushed her!” Jennifer’s voice cut through the night air. “Christina just wanted to talk, and Angela pushed her into the statue! I

saw it with my own eyes!”

“That’s right!” Another voice joined in. “We all saw it!”

Sean’s head snapped up, his eyes finding mine again. The question in them felt like a physical blow.

“I didn’t-” I started to say, but Christina’s dramatic groan cut me off!

“Sean,” she whimpered, reaching for him. “It hurts…”

Without hesitation, Sean gathered her in his arms. “We need to get you to the hospital,” he said, his voice soft with concern. “You

might have a concussion.”

As he carried her past me, Christina’s head resting against his chest, caught the flash of a smile on her face. It was gone in an instant, replaced by a grimace of pain, but I knew what I’d seen.

“She did this on purpose!” Jennifer’s shrill voice pierced through the tense atmosphere. Angela pushed Christina because she was jealous. Everyone knows Christina is the woman Sean truly loves!”

“That’s right!” Another voice chimed in. “She couldn’t stand seeing them together. She’s always been nothing but a gold–digger trying to hold onto the Shaw family fortune!”

The whispers and accusations swirled around me like poison. I could feel the weight of judgmental stares, some hostile, others filled with a particularly crushing form of pity.

Their expressions said it all:

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Chapter 62: The Jealous Wife?

Poor thing, her husband just carried another woman away in his arm. What did she expect? Everyone knows she’s just the temporary Mrs. Shaw.

“That’s enough.” Christopher’s voice cut through the chaos, sharp and authoritative. “I won’t tolerate baseless accusations at my home. If anyone has a problem with Mrs. Shaw, they can leave immediately.”

The garden fell silent, but the damage was done. The image was already set in their minds:

Christina, the innocent victim in Sean’s arms, and me, the jealous wife who’d resorted to violence.

Angela. Christopher stepped closer, his amber eyes filled with concern. “Angela, are you alright?” His voice was gentle, almost tender, as he reached out as if to comfort me.

I shook my head, already moving toward the house. “I need to be alone.”

In the grand foyer, Evan caught up with me as I retrieved my wrap. “Angela,” he said softly, “you should know that Sean was looking for you first. When we heard the commotion, you were his first concern.”

I gave him a sad smile. “Was I? Then why is he in his car right now, rushing Christina to the hospital?”

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