Chapter 91

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 91: Enjoy Your Freedom

Angela Pov

The morning air bit through my thin blazer: I stood beside Sean Bentley in the private parking garage of our Park Aven

apartment.

My breath formed delicate clouds in the frigid December air, a reminder of how quickly the sea

seasons had charged. Just like

Sean opened the passenger door with mechanical precision, his movements deliberately lacking their usual protective warmth.

As I slid into the leather seat, I noticed the temperature controls set to their lowest setting despite the winter chill.

A small cruelty, perhaps, but one that spoke volumes about his current state of mind.

The Bentley putted to life, its powerful engine the only sound breaking the heavy silence between us.

As we merged onto Park Avenue, I watched the city prepare for Christmas- storefront windows dressed in holiday splendor, wreaths adorning elegant doorways, twinkling lights strung across bare tree branches.

The festive atmosphere felt like a mockery of our current mission.

We maintained our silence as the car wound through the city streets.

We passed couples walking hand in hand, shopping bags swinging between them, faces bright with holiday cheer.

I forced myself to look away, focusing instead on the folder in my lap containing our divorce papers.

Two years of marriage reduced to a handful of legal documents.

loomed ahead, its limestone facade stark against the

practiced d ease, maintaining

courthouse steps.

the judge began, her experienced eyes moving between us, "I must remind you that this dissolution agreement is irreversible once finalized. Your joint assets and

voice steady. "We understand, Your

on me but

as the judge methodically reviewed our paperwork, each turning page marking

of witnessing similar scenes.

Sean's Mont Blanc pen

decisive strokes. No hesitation,

of metal against paper, marking the end

Shaw or should

say, Ms. Wilson?"

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its weight suddenly significant in

Sean had looked at me during

moments

silent comfort His presence during Elizabeth's surgery. Then I signed, my signature

legally separated. The divorce

holiday bustle continued unalsjed. Tourists snapped photos of the courthouse's grand architecture, office workers hurried past with coffee cups clutched ingloved hands, and couples strolled by

you," I said quietly, turning to face Sean

something flickered in his eyes -

your Treedom," he said flatly, then turned and descended the

1

is tall figure

his tall figure disappear

I'd maintained throughout the proceedings began to

gasps that had

do with the cold.

lips, fighting back the

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