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.

checked my watch and cursed under my breath. The meeting

was running late to pick

eerily quiet, most children already collected by their parents. A knot of anxiety formed

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twins' teacher, looked up with a

missed them."

them?" My voice rose sharply. "What do you

explained casually. "He mentioned you

drained from my face.

gentleman who came with you

nearly buckled.

was concerned it might have been

release children to unauthorized individuals, Mrs. Wilson. Mr. Blake is listed

replied, already turning to

***

Maria, the housekeeper Christopher had recommended, was bustling around the kitchen, humming

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

my arms, inhaling their familiar scent. "How

day at school,

His amber eyes swept over me, observant as always, lingering

commented, his

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didn't press for details. "Something like

took us to get ice cream after school!"

usual reserve momentarily forgotten.

I gave Christopher a

day of school deserves

had three scoops!" Aria declared

an eyebrow. "No wonder you're bouncing off the

laughed. "I may have been overruled on portion

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 with how much I wanted him

you'll have me,"

help but notice how naturally Christopher fit into our little family unit-helping Aria cut her chicken, engaging Ethan in conversation about his math class, seamlessly becoming part of

dinner and dessert, Maria packed up her things and headed home, leaving the four of us

Christopher observed, helping me clear the last of the dishes. "Would you mind

were selecting books for bedtime in their

the

for you." While Christopher showered, I prepared the guest room, smoothing fresh sheets