The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 97

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 97: I'm Not Hiding

Angela Pov

Mama, can I help clean the table?" Aria x small voice pulled me from my thoughts as we finished our dinner

Tve got the dishes, Ethan announced, already carefully stacking plijes.

I smiled at my daughter. "When your laundry basket7

taller, you c

you can

help with the table. For now,

why dont

it you put your napkin in the

Aria considered this, then nodded seriously, treating the simple task with exaggerated importance.

You're both such wonderful helpers," I said, dropping a kiss on each forehead before helping Ethan with the heavier dishes.

While the twins carried their napkins to the laundry room with ceremonial precision, my phone rang. Sophie's name flashed on the screen, and I felt a familiar warmth at the sight.

"Ciao bella Sophie's voice carried all the bustle and energy of Manhattan through the line. "How are my favorite Italian residents?

twins just finished

first few minutes before my meeting. Sophie laughed. "Aria's face when she dropped that shrimp was priceless. Listen,

running a hand through my loose waves. "I don't know, Sophie. Moving back

know, I know. But Angela, it's been five years. You I can't hide in this

raising my children

and building a consulting

words felt hollow

is

as I heard the twins returning from the laundry room. "Not Lawrence Capital, but starting my own boutique investment advisory. Something small that I could build while still having time with

waiting to hear! Angela Wilson back in the game on

into ideas about office space

the twins had been bathed,

beds, reading until

I whispered, placing a final kiss on each

Mama," Ethan

"Love you to t

Aria added with a yawn, using

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16:42 Tue, Apr 5.

I'm

back again, I completed turning off the light and leaving the

kitchen, I finished tidying up, then checked my phone ance frown, I set the

more. Still

response from NightShadow. With

sleeping pills had been my only refuge against insomnia,

relatively easily.

found rest

countryside, the physical fatigue from days went with active five year-olds, and perhaps simply the passage of time

sleep, my mind wandered to the