The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 210 3/3 The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife Chapter 210: Stay, Just Tonight-1 Angels POV "Doctor, hoe badly is he injured? Please treat his wounds right for argument.

Пl staying to watch," I commanded, my are leaving no mon The doctor glanced between Sean andbefore nodding. "Of course, Mrs. Wilson. I'll begin immediately.

Sean remained seated on the examination table, still clutching his jacket closed.

The atmosphere in the medical room felt thick with tension, while Thomas hovered nearby, clearly uncomfortable with my presence "Mr. Shaw, I need you to remove your shirt to properly assess and trout the wounds, the doctor said, preparing his supplies.

Sean's eyes found mine across the room, hesitation evident in his gaze. I couldn't understand his reluctance-1d seen him without shirt countless times before.

"What are you waiting for?" I asked impatiently.

ng his sh With a resigned sigh, Sean began slowly unbuttoning shirt, his movements stiff and deliberate. Growing frustrated with his pace. I crossed the room and sat beside him on the examination table.

"Lethelp, I said, my fingers moving to the buttons he struggled with. Despite my brisk tone, my hands were gentle, careful not to disturb whatever injuries lay beneath the fabric.

Sean suddenly captured my wrist, halting my movements. "Gently, Angela," he murmured, his voice low and strained.

That single request made my heart constrict. How bad were his injuries if even the slightest pressure caused him pain? As 1 carefully peeled back his shirt, I couldn't suppress the gasp that escaped my lips.

A massive wound stretched across his abdomen-an a angry, jagged life that looked like it had been made by a sharp object. Blood still seeped from parts of it despite earlier attempts to clean it.

The surrounding skin was bruised and swollen.

My hand flew to my mouth as the color drained from my face. This wasn't just a minor injury-this was serious, potentially life-threatening.

Sean immediately covered my eyes with his hand. "Don't look," he said softly. It's not as bad as it appears." as bad?" I whispered, my voice trembling as I pulled his hand away Sean this... is there any risk of..." "Not as I couldn't finish the question, fear choking the words in my throat.

The doctor stepped forward, perhaps sensing my distress. "The wound looks frightening, Mrs. Wilson, but I assure you that while severe, it's manageable. If it had been any deeper, we would be dealing with significant blood loss and greater danger. Fortunately, no vital organs were damaged." I nodded numbly, watching as the doctor began cleaning the wound Sean winced slightly but made no sound. His jaw remained clenched, the only indication of his pain.

After the wound was disinfected, stitched, and bandaged, the doctor prescribed antibiotics and pain medication. But I wasn't satisfied.

1/2 Chapter 210: Stay, Just Tonight-1 "I want to check if he has any other injuries," I insisted, alreaily reaching for Sean's bell.

A hint of amusement flickered in Sean's eyes despite his obvious discomfort. "Angela, I'm not injured down there. Are you sure you want to do this with the doctor present?" Heat flooded my checks, but I refused to be deterred. "I need to make sure you're not hiding any other wounds." After a thorough examination confirmed no additional injuries, the doctor packed up his supplies. "Mr. Shaw needs rest now. Make sure he takes his medication as prescribed and keeps the wound dry for several days." As the doctor and Thomas left, closing the door behind them, I found myself alone with Sean in the quiet of the medical room.

Later that evening. Sean was propped up against pillows in his bedroom, the soft light casting shadows across his bare torso.

The bandage around his midsection was stark white against his skin 1 sat nearby, carefully studying the medication bottles the doctor had provided. Chapter Comments LIKE POST COMMENT NOW 2/2 The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife.

Chapter 210: Stay, Just Tonight-2 This one is for pain, I murmired, organizing the pills by when they needed to be taken. "And these are antibiotics- twire daily with food." intensity that made my skin tingle. When I glanced up.

I could feel Sean's eyes on me, watching my every movement with caught an expression of contentment on his face, quickly masked when our eyes met, "Have you eaten dinner? I asked suddenly, realizing I hadn't thought about it until now.

Sean didn't answer, his silence telling lingeverything I needed to know.

"The antibiotics need to be taken with food," I pointed out, picking on the bottle to double-check the instructions.

"You should rest, Angela," Sean said softly. "You've been taking care ofall evening." I shook my head. "I need to make sure you eat something and take your medication on time. After all, the children and I are counting on you to get us safely back to New York."to get you back to New A flicker of disappointment crossed Sean's face. "So you're only concerned aboutbecause you u needto York?" I felt my cheeks warm as I fumbled for words. Of course... of course hot... but don't misunderstandeither..." I averted my gaze, suddenly finding the pill bottles fascinating. "I'm only taking care of you like this because you got injured protectingand the children.

With that, I turned and headed for the door. At the threshold, I paused and looked back at him. Tm going to make you dinner. 111 be back soon." Half an hour later, 1 returned carrying a bowl of creamy mushroom soup. I found Sean lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, looking exhausted, Instead of waking him, I quietly sat down beside him.

I to admit, the man had a handsface-strong, defined features contrasted with long, soft eyelashes.

As I was studying him, his eyes suddenly opened, and he smiled at me. I felt my face flush as if I'd been caught doing something I shouldn't, and quickly averted my gaze.

"Your dinner is ready," I said, gesturing to the soup. "You should eat something, take your medication, and then rest." Sean's expression softened. "My arm hurts too," he said, his voice taking on an almost childlike quality. "Could you help me?" I raised an eyebrow skeptically. "The doctor specifically said only your abdomen was injured."

A ghost of a smile played across Sean's lips, and I suddenly understood-he simply wanted my care and attention. With a sigh that belled the strange warmth spreading through my chest, I picked up the bowl of soup Thomas had brought earlier. "Fine," I conceded, dipping the spoun into the warm liquid. "Open up." up and taking finishing his soup remaining on the sofa.

his medication, I decided it was tfor Sean to get proper rest in his bedroom rather than

The hallway was quiet as we walked toward our respective rooms dam insisted on escorting Sean to ensure he didn't strain his injury. 1/2 Chapter 210: Stay, Just Tonight-2 When we reached his door, neil to leave, fully intending to check on the children before getting smuch- needed rest myself, Sean's hand wrapped gently around my wrist, stopping me,

"Stay," he whispered, his voice husky in the dim light. "The doctor ntioned possible complications with this type of wound. Aren you worried something might happen during the night?" I hesitated, my heart beating an uneven rhythm against my ribs.

Was this concern for his health, or was there something more to his pequest? And why did the distinction suddenly enly matter so much to "Please, Angela," he added, his fingers warm against my skin. "Just tonight." I looked up, meeting his gaze directly. The vulnerability I saw there made my decision for me.

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