The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 60

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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.

ambient chatter as he approached, champagne glass in hand. His smile was just a touch

voice, I'd known him long enough to sense when he

"Come join us! You remember that amazing waltz you and Sean performed at the university Spring Formal? The one that had everyone talking for

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

practiced grace, but I could see the calculated nature of each step, the way

such a magnificent dancer. Remember how we used to practice in the student lounge

you two show us if you've still

sent a ripple through the gathered crowd. I could hear the whispers starting

were such a

thought they'd end up

marriage to Angela

as I sipped

I turned my attention to the

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hors

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

his throat. "I believe Sean's dancing these days reserved for his wife." His tone was

smile didn't waver, but I noticed her fingers tightening almost imperceptibly around her

his

eyes

dream of imposing," she said sweetly, taking a step closer to Sean. “Unless, of course, Angela doesn't

completely absorbed in the task. I

harder edge. "I'm speaking to you.

the background conversation dying down as people turned to watch the interaction. I delicately picked up a smoked salmon canapé, examining

to faction got to

eyes searching the watching crowd. something wrong? You seem

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