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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 60: Dancing on My Grave

Angela POV

Christina's smile widened, triumph gleaming in her eyes.

'Oh yes, Sean was so worried about getting it right. He said something about wanting to make sure you looked appropriate for the occasion. Luckily, I know exactly what works for your... current situation."

"Actually," Sean's voice cut through the tension, his green eyes fixing Christina with an unexpectedly stern look, "I happened to run

into Christina at Bergdorf's while I was choosing your dress. She offered her opinion, that's all."

I stared at Sean, caught off guard by his swift correction of Christina's implication. Even more surprising was the warning glance he shot in her direction, causing her triumphant smile to falter slightly

This was... unexpected. Sean rarely contradicted Christina about anything.

Looking around the ballroom, I recognized so many familiar faces from the past two years.

There was a time when their presence would have filled me with anxiety-when I would have obsessed over every detail of my appearance, every word I spoke, desperately seeking their approval and acceptance.

But now? Now it all seemed so meaningless.

Soon, I would leave this artificial world behind forever. How foolish Id been, wasting so much energy trying to win the approval of

people who were never truly friends to begin with.

hand. His smile was just a touch too wide, his eyes holding that familiar glint that usually preceded trouble. "You

the mischievous tone in William's voice, I'd known him

William called out suddenly. "Come join us! You remember that amazing waltz you and Sean performed at the university Spring Formal? The one that had everyone

Christina made her way over, her red dress a stark contrast

calculated nature of each step,

was always such a magnificent dancer.

you two show us if you've still

a ripple through the gathered crowd. I

such a perfect

how everyone thought they'd end

to Angela is just

as I sipped

I turned my attention to the

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60: Dancing on

of hors d'oeuvres

at every social event, someone the crowd added. "When are we

reserved for his wife." His

noticed her fingers tightening almost imperceptibly

his

eyes

wouldn't dream of imposing," she said sweetly, taking a step closer to Sean.

task. I could

Christina's voice took on a harder edge. "I'm speaking to you.

as people turned to watch the interaction. I delicately

faction got to

Christina's voice softened with practiced concern, her eyes searching the watching crowd. something wrong? You

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