The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 37

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 37: Would He Sacrifice His Employees Just To Keep Her Happy?

Angela Pov

As I climbed the stairs to the office, I saw a familiar ligure standing at the top of the landing

Christina was there, holding a lunchbox with both hands, her face up with a proud smile.

"Looks like someone's delivering lunch again," I muttered under my breath, eyeing the lunchbox she was holding

"Angela!"

She quickly approached, and I braced myself for what was coming.

"I made ham and mushroom soup for Sean today. Want to try some?

I raised an eyebrow and glanced at the lunchbox she was offering me as

If it were some sort of offering.

The ham is something a friend of mine had airlifted from Spain just for this," she added, almost bragging

I couldn't hide my

y disinterest and replied bluntly, "Aren't you tired of doing all this?"

I meant it as a comment on her exhausting need to play the dutiful girlfriend in

front of Sean-wasnt it tiring, acting like this the time?

But Christina just beamed, completely missing the sarcasm.

"Cooking for someone you like and watching them enjoy it is so rewarding. How could I ever get tired of it?" she said, sounding genuinely happy.

I didn't respond immediately, just forced a tight smile as I tried to move past her, hoping to escape the conversation.

"Angela," she continued, her voice softening with what seemed like pity. "When you find your true love, you'll understand how I

feel."

She had the nerve to say it so kindly, so confidently. I

enjoy cooking every day," I added, trying to edge around

could get

the sight of him, standing up straighter as she greeted him with exaggerated

send you to find me?" Christina asked, "Tell him Il be there

it was Michael's next

lunchbox in Christina's hands, then at me.

cooking is amusing, day, Sean gave out some cookies she baked, and

shook my head. "No, I've

Christina with a

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tightening on the lechbox as

shoulders tensed.

you think I'm a chef on a

his hands up, feigning innocence. "You misunderstood I just think your cooking

smile, but eventually, she

if she'd be complaining to Sean in the next office, but Michael's voice

laugh, rolling his eyes. "It's all store-bought. How dare the

herself?

"So you

doorframe, still smirking. "I was standing up for you. You're spoiling her,

outside of work, but somehow, I felt like he understood me more than

his tone turning serious, "Don't worry, No matter what anyone

feeling uncertain, especially since I was starting to worry that

him.

against Christina anymore,"