The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 15
The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife
Chapter 15: Words Left Unsaid
Angela Pov
My heart stopped. Had he somehow discovered the pregnancy?
The thought sent a wave of panic through me, making the crystal water glass in my hand tremble slightly.
"Christina's been back for over a week," he continued, his voice gent but firm. And the divorce... I had to hear about it all through
office gossip. Angela, why keep all this from me?
y by guilt. Nally
Relief flooded through me, followed immediately by guilt. Nathan had always been honest with me, yet here I was, keeping the
biggest secret of my life from him.
"It wasn't intentional," I managed, setting down my glass carefully. Everything's been happening so fast..."
"Like old times, isn't it? His smile held a touch of nostalgia. "Remember those last days at Wilson Investment? The way we
fought together, trying to save what we could?"
I did remember. Nathan had been barely twenty then, the youngest trader we'd ever hired, and the only one who stayed loyal
through Wilson Investment's collapse.
I reached across the table and grabbed his hand. "Thank you, Nathan
The sincerity in his voice made my throat tight. For a moment, I was tempted to tell him everything - about the pregnancy, about
Sean's silence, about the impossible choice ahead of me. Nathan would understand. He might even help me figure out what to
do.
But then I imagined his reaction. Nathan's protective instincts had cely grown stronger over the years. If he knew I was carrying
Sean's child, he would definitely get into a fight with Sean.

"Angela?" His voice pulled me back to the present. "Whatever's going on, you know I'm here, right? No matter what happens, I'll
always be your strongest backup."
"I know." I managed a smile. And I'm more grateful than you know,
"Then trust me enough to tell me what's really wrong. His eyes searched my face. "You've been different lately. Distracted. Is it
the divorce? Or is there something else?"
Just then, both our phones buzzed. Emily was calling an emergency board meeting at 2 PM.
"We need to get back," After hanging up, we said in unison.
We caught each other's eyes and shared a laugh
augh at our synchronicity.
The Shaw Group boardroom buzzed with tension when we arrived.
Sean

can stood at the head of the table, his presence commanding as ever. Apparently, he had cut short his lunch with Christina.
His eyes flickered briefly to where Nathan held the door for me, something hard and unreadable crossing his features.
The room erupted in murmurs as Sean began to speak about the Lawrence Capital deal.
"Angela." Sean's voice cut through the chaos. "You'll head the revised proposal team. We need a new framework by end of
week."
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“I'd like to join that team, Nathan spoke up immediately. Given my experience with similar acquisitions at Wilson Investment-
"Approved Sean cut him off, his tone clipped. Though some of us might question whether experience from a failed bank is
relevant
here

I felt Nathan stiffen beside me.
The reminder of Wilson Investment's collapse was a deliberate jab, the kind of casual cruelty Sean rarely displayed in public
"At least at Wilson Investment, Nathan's voice cattied clearly across the room, we knew how personnel's health and wellbeing."
w to properly care for our key
The implied criticism hung in the air. Several board members shifted uncomfortably, no doubt remembering my recent fainting
spell.
y controlled. "Your concern for Mrs. Shaws welfare is noted, Nathan. Though Sean's jaw tightened, but his voice remained
perfectly perhaps misplaced, given that she is, in fact, Mrs. Shaw,"
The emphasis on my married name made something twist in my chest. How dare he stake his claim now, after spending the
night with Christina? After ignoring my message about our child?
The meeting finally drew to a close. When it finally ended, Nathan touched my elbow gently.
"Dinner?" he asked, his voice d
deliberately pitched to carry. "We should discuss the proposal timeline."
I saw Sean's shoulders tense, his hand pausing in the act of gathering his papers. "Actually." Sean's voice was arctic, "I need to
speak with Angela privately. Nathan Nathan hesitated, clearly reluctant to leave me alone with Sean. "I wait outside," The
boardroom emptied slowly, leaving Sean and me in a silence that felt charged with all our unspoken words.
"You and Nathan seem close," he said finally, still not looking at me.
"He's a valuable colleague."
"Is that all?"
"You spent the night with Christina," I said instead of answering. "I don't think you have the right to question my relationships with
colleagues.
"She fell on the office steps, Sean's voice softened slightly. "Twisted her ankle

badly. I had to take her to the emergency room."
"And staying the night was medically necessary?"

His jaw tightened. "Angela
His phone rang, Christina's name lighting up
up the screen. Of
Of course. Her timing was always impeccable.
Sean glanced at the phone, then back at me. Something flickered in his eyes -
regret? I slightly away as he spoke.
et? Frustration? But he answered anyway, turning
"Yes... No.
don't try
to walk
n it yet... I'll have Peter bring the car around..."
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I gathered my things, preparing to leave. Whatever he'd wanted to say to me
clearly wasn't as important as Christina's needs.
"Wait." He caught my arm as I passed, his hand warm through the silk of my
blouse. "Transfer the Lawrence project to Nathan."
"What? But you just assigned-

"You're taking a leave of absence. Starting tomorrow."
"I don't need "
"This isn't a suggestion. He said,
s an order. You're clearly not will, and I won't have you collapsing again."
"Sean." I hesitated, my heart pounding. "Did you... did you get my message last
night?"
His phone rang again before he could answer, Christina, again.
"Take the rest," he said, already turning away, "That's final."
I walked out of his office, my question still unanswered, the weight of all our
unspoken words pressing down like lead in my chest.
Nathan waited by my office, concern etched on his features, but I couldn't bear
his kindness right now.
for the e
"I need some air," I managed, heading for the elevator.
my message from last night.
Sean must have seen my
This sudden forced leave... was it his way of giving me time? Time to quietly get
rid of the baby?
Otherwise, there was no reason for him to insist on my
taking leave right now.

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