The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 267 Chapter 267: Not Just Any Kiss Angela POV Sunlight streamed through the curtains as I stirred awake. I reached across the bed for Sophie, but found only empty space. Sitting: up, I glanced around the guest room, noticing het Ingenge was gond "She left already?" 1 murmured in myself The door opened, and Sean appeared with a mog og of coffer. "Youre rally awake." "Where's Sophie?" I asked, accepting the steaming cup.

She left early this morning." Sean replied, settling on the edge of hfor Christmas." and she needed to catch a fight back to her parents "Christmas?" I blinked, suddenly realizing the holiday was approaching. She didn't even say goodbye," o wake you. She left a note." "She tried," Sean explained. "But you were sleeping so soundly, she didn't want to He handeda folded paper from his pocket. Sophie's elegant handwriting filled the page with apologies for her sudden departure and promises to call after the holidays.

1 sighed, disappointed. I'd hoped to ask Sophie about my relationship with Sean, to gain sclarity about our past. Now that opportunity was gone.

"Cdownstairs when you're ready, Sean said, brushing a strand of hair from my face. "The children are asking for you." In the afternoon, while Sean put Aria and Ethan down for their nap, found myself scrolling through my phone again. The absence of any chat history with Sean continued to bother me. For a married couple, we seemed to have no digital footprint together.

When Sean returned, I decided to confront him directly.

"Sean, why don't we have any chat history on my phone?" He paused mid-step.

1. p. "What?" I held up my device. "No messages between us. No photos together. Nothing. Even Sophie has years of chat history with her boss." Sean's expression shifted, a flicker of something-discomfort? guilt?-crossing his features before he composed himself.

"We weren't exactly on good terms before," he admitted, sitting beside me. "There were... issues between us." "What kind of issues?" I pressed. "Were we even together? Sean took my hands in his. "Angela, I promise you, I'll tell you everything. But not all at once. You're still recovering, and struths might be difficult to process.

"I need to know who I am, I insisted. "Who we are." "We're a family," he said firmly. "Whatever happened in the past, what matters is that I love you and our children. Can you believe that much, at least?" Before I could respond, my phone rang. The screen displayed "Dad John Wilson." 1/3 Chapter 267: Not Just Any Kiss "It's my father," I said, looking at Sean questioningly.

"Answer it," he encouraged.

I took a deep breath and accepted the call "Hello, Dad.

"Angela," my father's voice cthrough, warm but tentative. How we you feeling? 1. II. 1 replied, unsure how much he know about my condition.

Tms doing well," 1 , and I thought perhaps i could share stories about your childhood, help you remember," e been thinking about Christmas," he continued. "I was hoping you might cto Europe this year. I know about your memory I froze. "You know about my memory loss? But I never told you..." "Sean informed me," he explained. "He cto see nie in Europe last month." I looked at Sean sharply. He nodded once, confirming my father's words.

"I'm... not sure about our plans," I stammered. "Victoria might be expecting us to stay in New York. She loves spending twith Aria and Ethan." "I understand," my father said, though disappointment colored his tope. Think about it and letknow. There's After we said our goodbyes, I turned to Sean. "You went to Europe to see my father? Without telling me?" There's no pressure." "I needed to explain your condition," Sean replied. "He deserved to know, and I didn't want to burden you with that conversation." "That wasn't at your decision to make," I said, hurt evident in my voice.

"You're right," he acknowledged. "I should have discussed it with you first. I was was trying to protect you." I remained silent for a moment, then looked up at Sean. "I'm just so afraid," 1 admitted softly. "I'm afraid that you're deceiving me. Just like Christopher did." Sean pulledinto his embrace, his arms tightening protectively around me. I know that no matter what I say right now, I can't ease your fears completely," he whispered against my hair. "But please, givetto prove myself through my actions. Can you do that?" His voice grew more determined. "From now on, I promise to consult with you before making any decisions." Our moment was interrupted by a small voice from the doorway. "Aria wants a hug too!" Our daughter stood there, her hair tousled from her nap, rubbing her eyes sleepily.

Sean smiled and walked over to her, lifting her high above his head as she squealed with delight. Watching them together, a thought settled in my mind: for myself and for my children, perhaps I needed to relearn how to trust.

It wouldn't be easy, but seeing the joy on Aria's face as her father spun her around, I knew it might be worth trying That evening, as we prepared for bed, I brought up the Christmas plans again.

"I'd like to see my father for Christmas." Sean a approached me, id quietly. "But I don't want to disappoint your family either." his expression thoughtful. I could convince my parents to join us in Europe." "Really? Victoria would agree to that?" 2/3 Chapter 267: Not Just Any Kiss A mischievous smile played across his lips. On one condition," "What's that?" I asked suspiciously.

"Kiss me," he said simply. Not just any kiss-the kind that tellsyou el want to be with me, despite not remembering our past." Heat rushed to my cheeks. "That's your condition? A kiss?" too o much to ask? His voice dropped lower as he stepped closer

I swallowed hard, then closed the distance between us. Our lips met e tentatively at

first, then with growing intensity. His arms encircled me, pulling mem against his chest as the kiss deepened.

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