The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 34

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 34: Stop Treating Me Like A Ki

Angela POV

I met Nathan's gaze, doing my best to stay calm despite the unease Deeping in my chest.

The exact time hasn't been set yet, but

His brows furrowed even more at my response, lils lips pressed into a thin line.

I could see the gears turning in his mind, calculating, shalyzing.

"I told you before, you can always consult with me before making a big decisions."

,,Nathan said, his tone more serious now, but

there was an edge of concem beneath it.

I shrugged, forcing a smile. "I only decided a couple of days ago. It's hot really a big deal."

Nathan's gaze softened, but only for a moment. He nodded, though his thoughts seemed to be elsewhere.

"Nathan, what's going on in that head of yours?" I asked, unable to bear the silence any longer.

He blinked, as if snapping out of a trance, and looked at me, a flicker of sadness in his eyes that I hadn't seen before.

"..." He hesitated.

"You're not thinking about resigning, are you?"

Nathan had come to work at Sean's company because of me, and I know he'd follow my lead in everything-even quitting if I decided to leave. The thought of him leaving without a second thought hit me hard, a mix of protectiveness and guilt.

But instead of answering. Nathan raised an eyebrow and gave me a half-smile- one that didn't reach his eyes.

"Don't worry, that's not what I'm thinking about."

I said, "but don't forget about your own situation. Are

made up my mind." I nodded,

frustration. "But Christina's back, and you're just going to

wasn't just about Christina-it was about me, about how Nathan saw me giving up. how he thought

his voice dropped lower, his

always like this. Why is it when

lowered my eyes, feeling a

had been anyone else, I might've fought for them. But

And I couldn't keep holding on to

to talk about Christina, did

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project Sean had us working on before

a look.” He placed the folder gently an my

it up,

it a

his usual cocky smirk back in

was contagious, and I couldn't help but

the warm rays of the setting sun filtered through the office window, casting a golden glow on Nathan's hair. Time had

out to dinner tonight." Without thinking I ruffled his hair,

between us.

Nathan didn't just let it happen. In one smooth motion, he grabbed my hand, his grip firm, and lifted

I'd ever seen, and his voice dropped low as

gaze-something unspoken-that made my heart

away, suddenly aware of the

be like a little brother," I said,

eyes lingering on me

laptop with a soft

I'd put between

"Let's go. I

restaurant. You'll love it," I said, offering

me, and we both made our way toward the door. The office was quiet now, with most of

stepped out of the office, we came face to face with Christina and Sean, who were walking toward us. The air shifted instantly, thick with

briefly to mine, and then, almost instinctively, his eyes landed on Nathan. His

pot, didn't miss her chance. "Angels," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness. "It looks like