The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 111

Chapter 111: The Obsession That Shouldn't Be

Angela POV

"Angela, you're finally back!" Olivia exclaimed as we entered her apartment. "I haven't seen you all day. Was it a special date with Christopher?"

Christopher smiled slightly. "If you want to call it a date, I wouldn't object."

I felt heat rising to my cheeks. "We were looking at schools for Aria and Ethan," I explained, setting down my purse on the console table. "Nothing romantic about

registration paperwork."

Guilt flashed across Olivia's face. "Oh my God, I completely forgot about that! I'm so sorry, Angela. I should have gone with you."

"It's fine," I assured her, helping Aria with her coat. "Christopher knows all the best private schools in the city."

I hung our coats in the closet, then turned to Olivia with practiced casualness. "By the

way, you called me twice around noon. Was there something urgent?"

I watched as Olivia's expression flickered, her fingers suddenly twisting together. "No...

nothing special. Just wondering when you'd be back."

My intuition immediately flared-she was hiding something. But I simply nodded, letting

the matter drop.

"Aria, Ethan, go change into your house clothes," I instructed, watching the twins disappear down the hallway before turning back to the adults in the room.

Christopher leaned against the kitchen counter, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp. "So, Olivia, how was your evening at that bar last night? Did you find what you were looking for?"

Olivia's head snapped toward him, then toward me, her eyes narrowing. "You told him?

About the bar?"

concerned,"

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Obsession That

rarely heund beffore. We agreed that even while living together, we'd maintain our independence and mot interfere in each other's personal lives. Why would you tell Christopher about me going

but firm. "Bars

soften slightly at the

even more-whenever anything related

him at the hotell lust might,

have deepened significantly.

kitchen, as we prepared dimen, I carefully sliced

seasoned the fish.

manage to

did!" Olivia exclaimed excitedly. "He seems cold and

over!"

mid-chop. "Angela," she said, not looking up from the cutting boar "you spent the whole day with Christopher, didn't you? He's been so good to you, evem arranging accommodation in

at Olivia,, feeling a wave of disappointment wash over me. Despite my autova composure, I could feel something shift between us-a subtle fracture in

table was palpable; even the twiis seemed

we finished our meal, I looked at my children with a gentle smile. “Ethan,, Aniin, you both behaved very well

I saw

Obsession That

hotel downtown tonight," I explained calmly, my

of the turmoil I felt

quick glance before quietly excusing themselves from

left, I deliberately took my time finishing the last bite of seafood salad, savoring

sorry," Olivia whispered,

"It's fine." I smiled.

my relationship with Christopher. She simply didn't

my room, I methodically packed our belongings while booking a

Seasons on my phone. A soft knock interrupted

called, zipping my suitcase

small frame silhouetted against the hallway

everything, Mama,"

"And Aria?"