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.

both. "What a

every bit the Manhattan

before pulling me into

you," I

you too. You look good. Italian countryside life agrees with

us anything from New York?" Aria

"Aria," I admonished gently.

kind of godmother would I be if I didn't

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like his father's-serious Thank

day. Just like" She caught herself, then

much!

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

accepted their gifts

terribly," I said without

five years ago,

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

me open my Barbie?" Aria asked

sweetheart," Sophie agreed, led away by my

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

safely into their beds, Sophie and I retreated

wine.

my king-sized bed, the Tuscan moonlight streaming through the open

you and Christopher? How far have

pointed, her

to be so

I fumbled to

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

wine glass on the

just bitter that Christopher only has eyes for you. What I don't understand

and I are just friends," I replied

your every decision, and looks at you like you hung

don't work that

I have children. I can't

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