The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 63

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 63: Old Friends, New Games

Angela Pov

"You sound upset," Sophie said softly. "Come stay at my place tonigh. We can talk, just like old times,"

"Elizabeth is waiting for us at home," I told Sophie. "I don't want her to worry. I should head back. And I don't want to burden you too much, Sophie - you've already helped me so much." After I hung up the phone, I felt something drape across my shoulders, startling me.

I-turned to find Christopher draping his cashmere coat over me, his amber eyes reflecting concern as they lingered on the faint scratches Jennifer's nails had left on my cheek.

"I'll call you back," I murmured to Sophie, ending the call.

Christopher's fingers brushed lightly over the marks on my face. "These should heal quickly," he said softly, "though I doubt the social damage will fade as easily."

I stepped back slightly, maintaining a polite distance. "The social damage was precisely what Jennifer wanted. She's quite skilled at manipulating situations to her advantage."

"Indeed." Christopher's lips curved into a knowing smile. "Would you join me for some tea? There's an excellent French patisserie just around the corner. We have quite a bit of catching up to do, Angel."

The old nickname stirred something in my chest-a mix of nostalgia and wariness. After a moment's hesitation, I nodded.

I was surprised when he took me to the dessert shop we used to frequent in high school. It was small and inexpensive, but filled with memories of our youth. "I can't believe this place is still here," I said.

"Your old friend is still here," Christopher said as we settled into a quiet corner table.

“You always

never change." He gestured to the waiter, ordering in perfect French. "Though other things..." his eyes

touched the tie clip I'd given him years ago-the one he

I just got back yesterday afternoon," he admitted suddenly. I saw you at Sean's company building downstairs. I thought

car I'd seen while buying a sandwich yesterday afternoon. I had

"Yes."

the car and say hello?" I asked teasingly. "I thought I

Sean's wife in name only, this title

curved into an amused smile. “I wanted to surprise

New

replied, his eyes holding mine. "We'll have

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ahead of yourself. I'm not exactly

well these past

the rim of my teacup. So much had happened in these years my family's bankruptcy, my marriage to Sean, the pregnancy... Had I been well?

Christopher's expression filled with regret. "I shouldn't have asked that," he said quietly. "Actually, these past couple of days, I've seen you and Sean..." He

serious, "When I left for London five years ago, I thought I was making the right choice. The opportunity at the City was

and..."

fingers tightening around his teacup. "If I had been here, things might have

done is done. The past can't be changed." My voice was quiet but firm, trying to

suppose it can't. But the