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 watch and cursed under my breath.

I was running late to pick up

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

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with a warm

missed them."

rose sharply.

casually. "He mentioned you might be running late due to a

blood drained from

noting my distress. "Yes, the gentleman who

me so powerfully my knees nearly buckled. Christopher, not

for my reaction," I said, composing myself. "I was concerned

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

replied, already turning to leave. "And

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Maria, the housekeeper

voice rang out as she raced toward me, dark curls bouncing with each step. Ethan followed more

knelt, gathering them both into my arms,

day at

the living room, a gentle smile on his face. His amber eyes swept over me, observant as always, lingering briefly on my slightly disheveled hair and the faded lipstick I hadn't

exhausted," he commented, his tone careful. "Challenging

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Kids

didn't press for details. "Something like

Blake took us to get ice

usual reserve momentarily forgotten.

he now?" I gave Christopher

unapologetically. "First day

three scoops!" Aria

an eyebrow. "No wonder you're bouncing off

have been overruled

ready, I found 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

have me," he replied

meal, I couldn't 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 our

and dessert, Maria packed up her things and headed

the dishes. "Would you mind if I

already been bathed and were selecting

the clock-nearly

prepare the room for you." While Christopher showered, I prepared the guest room, smoothing fresh sheets onto the bed. I was so absorbed in my task that I didn't hear him approach until