The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 24

Chapter 24: The Day I Lost Everything But My Pride.

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You seem different today. Sophie observed, studying me over h

her untouched cappuccino. "More... settled."

I smiled, surprising myself with how genuine it felt. I've made my decision."

About the baby? Sophie leaned forward, her expression a mix of concern and curiosity.

Tm keeping it. Whatever happens with Sean, this child is mine."

Sophie's eyes lit up. "Have you thought about names yet?"

"It's too early for that, I laughed, "I need to focus on practical matters first."

you'll

in that penthouse

"Like where you live? You can't stay in that penthouse forever, watching Christina circle like a shark."

Ive been looking at properties in different neighborhoods. Maybe Boston or Chicago. A fresh start, away from Wall Street's gossip

"Or you could join your father, Sophie suggested. "Alexander would love having you and his grandchild - close by."

The mention of my father brought a flood of memories, taking me back to that day two years ago when everything changed.

Flashback

Two Years Ago Wilson Family Townhouse, Greenwich Village

A crowd of creditors had gathered at our house, their angry voices ning the hallways.

The Monets are family treasures," my y father's voice carried from the library, strained but dignified. They're not part of the bank's

the crowd to find my father on the floor, blood trickling from a cut on his forehead where

his side, my phone already out to call an ambulance. But in the chaos, screen shattering

are finished! Someone in the crowd

someone

it from my

like a knife through butter, Christina

serious legal threats. "The Jordanmily's lawyers will be very interested in

her medical training evident in the way she examined my father's wound. "He needs stitches. I've already called

your help," my father managed,

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health, nothing else."

all, Sean would want me

of th... business

Present Day Bluestone Lane.

in front of my

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the memory fading. "Just thinking about how much has changed. Two years ago,

played it perfectly, Sophie's voice held barely contained anger, wooping in like some avenging angel, making sure everyone knew the Wilsons only

his quiet dignity in the ambulance. “He told me not to let gratitude cloud my judgment.

check. "Speaking of which, I've been looking at properties too.

you trying to

she corrected with a grin. Someone needs to make sure this little

truly light. The path ahead

first," I said, pulling

to schedule proper prenatal care, away from the usual Upper East practices. The last thing I need

phon I know a brilliant OB-GYN in Greenwich totally discrete, zero connection to

my best friend's enthusiastic planning with a mixture of amusement and gratitude. The Wilson name might have lost its financial power, but some bonds were worth more than any

said quietly, the memory still bittersweet. "Dad refused to mortgage it for a new

you?" Sophie's voice was gentle. About selling

the point?" I stirred my

turned serious. "And now? With the

touched my stomach, feeling stronger than I had