The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 44

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 44: We'll Make Sure You Get Justice

Christina POV

Doo doo-

The busy tone echoed through my phone as I stood there, frozen.

I had thought that today, with Elizabeth's surgery going smoothly, Son and Angela would finalize their divorce. So, last night, I arranged a little celebration with a few friends at a resort, thinking we'd be toasting to a fresh start.

"How'd it go, Christina? Was that Sean on the phone?" One of my friends asked, holding up a glass of champagne.

I nodded, but it felt like my heart was sinking

She didn't seem to notice, though. Still, she wrapped her arm around me, her voice bright. "Wow, congratulations! Is Sean coming by later? Can we stick around to celebrate with you?".

"Finally! Your Sean can get rid of that woman. After today, you'll be the real CEO's wife, right?"

"Mrs. Shaw, don't forget about us when you get rich!" another friend teased, laughing.

"And when you get married, I better be on the VIP guest list!"

I want first-class seats! Oh, and Christina, toss the bouquet to me! I might marry my boyfriend by the end of the year."

"Really? You're getting married? Congrats!"

The words kept coming, each one a stab of discomfort, but they didn't notice. I couldn't take it anymore.

"Can you all just stop talking?" I snapped, my voice sharper than I intended.

fell silent, everyone blinking at me in

"Christina...?

about yourselves, and no one's even asking how I'm doing," I said, my voice rising before I

faces hit me like a cold wave. I was the easygoing one, always polite, always the listener. To

like

a deep breath, feeling my anger and frustration slip away. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to explode like that, I've just been in a bad mood. I...

eyes well up with tears, wanting to salvage what little grace had left.

see me as weak, but

immediately softened, concern flooding

on? Please

wrong, just tell us. We'll help

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wiped my eyes, forcing a sniði, sad smile, "It's

going to divorce

in the stomach, and

Not getting

surgery was done, he'd go through

it's that Angela, isn't it?" one friend said, narrowing her ey.

before I could, another frid jumped

to take your dean, we won't let her

with it."

planning to just wait until

friends now riled up, I couldn't

entertain another thought.

if I could get rid

eventually came to light, if Sean found out, the child would be gone. The threat

came out, my friends could take the

softened my tone. "Don't be so harsh on her. Maybe

could she have to hang onto someone else's boyfriend for this long? She probably just wants to be a mistress

Christina, you're too kind.