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?"

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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

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

gentle tone while reminding me of my place, his smiles masking contempt

for the dance," he murmured, his eyes holding mine for a

moment. "You and Christopher seem quite comfortable together." His tone was carefully neutral, but I could hear

him, noting how the perfect knot of his bow tie had somehow come slightly loose. "Do we? How

I haven't danced

didn't want to argue anymore. The crowded ballroom suddenly felt suffocating, and a wave of dizziness washed over

mirror in the powder room, pressing a cool, damp

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slightly lightheaded, though I couldn't be sure if it was the pregnancy or simply the

the powder room, I decided to take a moment to catch my breath in Christopher's garden. The cool night air was a

stone path, voices carried from around

throwing herself at Christopher?" Jennifer Moore's voice dripped with venom. "Sean hadn't even finished breaking up with

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

would you expect from a girl like her?" Christina's voice was thick with disdain. "She's nothing but a gold-digger who got lucky with

chimed in. "Like a born whore.

planning to ask him