The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 61

Chapter 61: Blood in the Garden

Angela POV

I placed my hand in Christopher's, acutely aware of the eyes watching our every

move.

As we stepped onto the dance floor, I caught Sean's expression darkening from the corner of my eye. Even with Christina trying to hold his attention, his gaze remained fixed on us.

1 The string quartet had just begun a slow waltz. Christopher's lead was impeccable, each step flowing naturally into the next. I had

to admit, he moved with the kind of grace that came from years of prestigious boarding schools and social training.

"You've changed, Angela," Christopher observed as we moved across the floor. "There's a strength in you now that wasn't there before."

"Life has a way of teaching us what we need to learn," I replied carefully, maintaining the proper distance between us as we turned. I felt the sapphire earrings Sean had given me catch the light, a subtle reminder of the complexities of my situation.

"Indeed it does." His hand at my waist was perfectly proper, yet somehow still managed to convey an intimacy that made me uncomfortable. "Tell me, does it bother you? The way they talk about your marriage?"

My step never faltered, though my pulse quickened slightly. "Which part? The fact that it's a business arrangement, or the – speculation about its impending end?"

Though I must admit, you wear the role of Mrs. Shaw

that didn't quite reach my eyes. As we turned again, I caught another glimpse of Sean. His jaw was clenched, his posture rigid. Christina stood beside him, her red dress a stark contrast to his black tuxedo, her hand

hair as we completed another turn, the gesture so subtle it might have been accidental. "You've always

subtle cruelties, the way he'd use that gentle tone while reminding me of my

drew to a close, and Christopher stepped back with an elegant bow. "Thank you for the dance," he murmured, his eyes holding mine

the moment. "You and Christopher seem quite comfortable together." His tone was carefully

the perfect knot of his bow tie had somehow come

least I haven't danced with Christina tonight," Sean

argue anymore. The crowded ballroom suddenly felt suffocating, and a wave of dizziness washed over me. I turned and left

powder room, pressing a cool, damp cloth to the back

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61: Blood in

me feeling slightly lightheaded, though I couldn't be sure if it was the pregnancy or simply the emotional toll of navigating these treacherous

to take a moment to catch my breath in Christopher's garden. The cool night air was

path, voices carried from around the corner,

Moore's voice dripped with venom. "Sean hadn't even finished breaking up with her,

with shock that Jennifer was still here despite Sean having thrown her out earlier. Christina's laugh joined in, sharp and

voice was thick with disdain. "She's nothing but a gold-digger who got lucky with Sean. And now that he's finally

in. "Like a born whore. Did you see how close they

Christina's friends sighed. "I was planning to ask him for a dance tonight. But that bitch Angela stole all