The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 96

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 96: The Twins

Angela Pov

-Year Later

"Mama, is it time? Can we start now?" Aria bounced on her toes, her dark curls dancing around her cheruble face as she peered up at me with wide, espectant eyes.

I checked the time on my phone before nodding. "Yes, sweetheart. The Instagram Live can start now." I adjusted the camera angle on the tripod, making sure the rustic Tuscan kitchen was properly framed behind my eager five-year-olds.

These cooking livestreams had been entirely Aria's idea-my little social butterfly had seen a child chef on television six months ago and declared she wanted to "be famous on the internet too. I always stayed carefully out of frame, preferring to keep my own face off social media.

"Remember our rules?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at both children.

"Be polite to viewers, Ethan recited solemnly, his emerald eyes serious as he straightened his little chef's hat. "No shouting. Follow the recipe steps."

"And have fun!" Aria added with a giggle, already reaching for her matching hat.

Fimiled, touching each of their cheeks affectionately. "Perfect. I'll be right here if you need me."

I stepped back, tapping the screen to start the broadcast. Within seconds, viewers began flooding in, sending cheerful greetings and heart emojis as the twins cooking show began.

"Buongiorno, everyone!" Aria waved enthusiastically, her smile revealing a missing front tooth. "Today, Ethan and I are making risotto ai frutti di mare!"

"That's seafood risotto, Ethan explained more formally, already measuring rice with practiced precision. "It's one of Mama's special recipes."

I watched from behind the camera, a warm glow of pride spreading through my chest.

The twins had taken to these weekly cooking sessions with surprising enthusiasm, each bringing their distinct personalities to the show that had unexpectedly gained a dedicated following over the past few months.

The broadcast continued smoothly until Aria, in her excitement to add the shrimp, accidentally knocked one onto the floor.

"Oh no!" Aria's bottom lip trembled as she stared at the fallen shrimp. She glanced up at the camera, then at her brother, eyes

suddenly swimming with tears.

Before I could intervene, Ethan was already beside his sister, his small hand on her shoulder.

okay, Aria," he said firmly. "But you shouldn't eat the shrimp

Your face got

"But

health is more important," Ethan replied with a seriousness that seemed beyond his years. "No

the exchange with a mixture of amusement and something deeper, a

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had been following their broadcasts for several months now, never commenting but always sending extravagant gifts. Id tried to block the account once,

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sting the risotto while Ana added ingredients with flair. As they plated their creation and

Ethan said politely. "See you next

the broadcast and both children immediately slid from their kitchen stools stools, rushing

good, Mama?" Aria asked,

I assured them, breathing in their familiar scent-a mixture of baby shampoo and the garlic they d been cooking

"Mama, Mr. Shadow sent a lot of gifts

smoothing back his dark hair. So much

wavy when it grew too long. "I know

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still clinging to my side. "He

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on Ethan's head. "How do you know he's in New York, little

says so. Can we have real dinner now? I'm

What would you li

asked, carefully