The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 100

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 100: Whispers and Choices

Angela Pov

"I truly don't understand why Mr. Blake is so fond of her. A divorced woman with two children."

"She's clearly using her good looks, knowing exactly how Mr. Blake feels about her."

"You women are just too jealous. Mrs. Wilson is genuinely beautiful and carries herself with elegance."

Elegant? Hmph. She's nothing more than Mr. Blake's mistress."

"I heard Mr. Blake's father strongly disapproves of her. After all, the Blake family descends from Italian and British nobility. How could they possibly accept a divorced woman with two children?"

Their words stung, especially since I understood Italian perfectly after five years in the country. I stepped into the elevator, reminding myself that my main priority was taking care of my children. There was no need to cause a confrontation.

My phone rang just as I settled into the driver's seat. Sophie's name flashed on the screen, and I felt my mood instantly lighten.

"Sophie!" I answered warmly. "How are you?"

"Angela, guess who's coming to see you?" Sophie's excitement crackled through the line. "I'm in Milan for a fashion magazine assignment, and you're just a short drive away! I thought I'd surprise you and the kids!"

"Sophie!" I couldn't contain my delight. "That's wonderful! I'm heading home right now."

"Perfect! I'm already on my way to your place-should be there in about twenty minutes."

"You're always full of surprises," I laughed. "I'll see you soon."

***

I returned home to find Sophie already there, sitting on the terrace with the twins. Aria was perched on Sophie's lap showing her something on a tablet, while Ethan sat beside them, listening intently.

"Mama!" Aria spotted me first, leaping off Sophie's lap. Ethan followed with a bright smile.

"Sophie Auntie came to see us!" Aria announced, hugging my waist.

embraced them both. "What

bit the Manhattan fashion editor in

"Surprise she said before pulling me into a

you,"

You look good. Italian countryside life agrees with

anything from New

"Aria," I admonished gently.

laughed. "What kind of godmother would I be if I didn't

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his father's-serious Thank

getting more formal by the day. Just like" She caught herself, then turned back

much!

into her tote bag. "I brought the latest LEGO set for Ethan, and

twins accepted their

terribly,"

godmothers are for!" Sophie winked. "Though five years ago, I never imagined I'd

a pang in my chest. "And I never imagined I'd suddenly become a mother

help me open my

course, sweetheart," Sophie agreed, led away by

mixed emotions. These moments were the life I had created from the ashes of my past-a life that

their beds, Sophie and I retreated to my

wine.

my king-sized bed, the Tuscan moonlight streaming

going on with you and Christopher? How far have you two gotten? Have you slept

was teasing but pointed, her eyes

expected Sophie to be so direct. My

I fumbled

haven't," I said quickly, my voice a little

I sighed, setting my wine glass on the nightstand.

only has eyes for you. What I don't understand is why you keep him at arm's length. It's

I are just friends," I replied

and looks at you like you hung the moon. That's not friendship-that's devotion. He's gorgeous,

work that

I have children. I can't just

and Ethan as his own! He adores them," she countered. Then