The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 29

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 29: Then Why Don't You Date Him?

Angela Poy

I followed the address Christina texted me and found this cozy little café tucked away near the office.

As I approached the door, I noticed a "Closed for Rest" sign hanging here. Just then, my phone buzzed

"Angela, don't worry about the sign-just push the door open and come in. This is my friend's place, and I asked him to shut it down for a few hours so we could talk privately."

I didn't bother replying, just hung up and nudged the door open. The moment I stepped inside, I saw Christina sitting in the corner, waving me over

I headed toward her and slid into the seat across the table.

Next to her was a bald, slightly chubby middle-aged guy.

The second he laid eyes on me, he stood up, walked over, and-without warning- placed a hand on my shoulder. The gesture felt way too familiar, and I couldn't help but tense up, a little put off by ir.

"Hey, you must be Christina's friend, right? Can I get you something to drink? His voice was softer than I'd expected, almost warm, but his eyes lingered on me a bit too long, sizing me up in a way that made my skin crawl.

ghtly to shake off his hand and shook my head. "No, thanks. I can't have coffee right now-doctor's orders because of

I shifted slightly to the baby."

clearly caught off guard. Then, with a

mature women!"

in

nod, shooting me one last glance before heading off. "You

of earshot, Christina

met in Paris. He's pretty laid-back-came back to New York and opened this café. No grand plans, just likes keeping things simple. And when it

paused, her tone shifting to something more deliberate. "You know, after your divorce from Sean, if you don't have anyone else in mind... maybe give Drake

on. Was that her angle all

he'd been acting

already decided I was some kind of package deal to pitch to him. I bit back the urge

"Christina,

my love life now too?" She looked startled for

in your marriage or anything. I

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Then Why Don't You

date him?" I cut her off,

the air between us grew lense. Our friendship had always been more surface-level than either of us liked to admit-I didn't buy for

long pause. Christina picked up her spoon and stirred her coffee slowly, like she was

so defensive about someone who's helped you out,"

judgment.

that jab actually made me relax.

the act? Honestly, the real you isn't half

anymore.

to you! I didn't peg you for someone this ungrateful,"

because you helped my dad, does that