The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 120

Chapter 120: Some of the Kids Thought He Was Our Daddy

Angela POV

"Ex-husband?" Tristan's voice broke the silence, disbelief etched across his

features. He looked between Sean and me, his eyes widening with each passing second. "You two were

married?"

Jessica's gasp from the front seat was audible. "Oh my God," she whispered, turning to

stare at us.

I maintained my composure despite my racing heart. Great, he's really determined

to create chaos wherever he goes, I thought, feeling Sean's expectant gaze on

me.

"I apologize, Angela," Tristan said, leaning forward slightly. "Had I known about your...

history with Shaw, I never would have arranged this meeting."

“It's fine,” I replied, my voice steadier than I felt. "Whatever existed between us ended five

years ago."

Sean's jaw tightened visibly. "Did it?"

I ignored him, turning to face Tristan directly. "I hope this won't affect our business

discussion. My company's proposal stands on its own merits."

"Of course," Tristan nodded, professional courtesy overtaking his curiosity. "My office,

tomorrow at ten? We can discuss the investment terms without... distractions."

"Perfect," I agreed, relieved to salvage something from this disaster of a day.

At the club entrance, I hurried out of the car, eager to escape. I could feel Sean's intense stare following me as I gathered my things, his gaze like a physical presence I couldn't

ignore.

my breath.

schedule, and now I was

the hallways eerily quiet, most children already collected by their parents. A knot of anxiety formed in my stomach as I

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Peterson, the twins' teacher, looked up with

missed them."

voice rose sharply.

picked them up about ten minutes ago," she explained casually. "He mentioned you might be

drained from my face. "Their

expression changed, noting my distress. "Yes, the gentleman who came with you during registration? Mr. Blake, I

powerfully my knees nearly

"I was concerned it might have been someone else...

nodded sympathetically. "We would never release children to unauthorized individuals, Mrs. Wilson. Mr. Blake is listed

replied, already turning to

***

the housekeeper Christopher had recommended, was

toward me, dark curls bouncing with each step. Ethan followed more sedately, his reserved smile

knelt, gathering them both into my arms,

at

a gentle smile on his face. His amber eyes swept over

commented, his

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press for details. "Something

to get

usual reserve momentarily forgotten.

I gave Christopher a

unapologetically. "First day of school

had three scoops!" Aria declared

"No

"I may have been

myself relaxing into the domestic scene. Christopher helped set the table while the twins chattered about their day, their voices filling the house with warmth I hadn't realized I'd been missing. "Will you stay for dinner?" I asked Christopher, surprising myself

me," he replied

our little family unit-helping Aria cut her chicken, engaging Ethan in conversation about his math class,

Maria packed up her things and headed home, leaving the four of us alone in

helping me clear the last of the dishes. "Would you mind if I stayed in the guest room tonight? I've had wine, and

bathed and were selecting books for bedtime

at the

I replied, setting down the dish towel. "I'll prepare the room for you." While Christopher showered, I prepared the guest room, smoothing fresh