The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 139

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 139: They Actually Look More Like... You

Sean Pay

For door behind me, the glass walls vibrating with the forre

I slammed my alle

Our trip had been in complete disaster-Angela fleeing after our visit Elizabeths grave, leaving me with nothing but questions and a renewed sense of betrayal.

Thomas entered cautiously, informing me about the division report hile I massaged my stomach, the ulcers acting up again.

When he left, I turned toward the city view from my window, needing something substantial to quiet my mind.

Shumping into my chair, 1 pulled out my phone, opening Instagram almost without conscious thought. My thumb hovered over the search icon before tapping it, entering the now-familiar handle: ins Adventure

To my surprise, there was a new video posted just two hours ago. Artimexpected brightness cut through my dark mood as 1 tapped the thumbnail.

The video quality was foot, shot with a shaky hand in what appeared to be an indoor playground. But the sound of children's laughter-those familiar voices- immediately soothed something in the that I hadn't realized needed soothing.

Aria's face filled the screen, her dark curls bouncing as she jumped excitedly. She had the same radiant smile that I'd watched in -dozens of videos before, the same energy that inexplicably drew me to her channel in the first place.

"Olivia aunt, Aria wants to cat takoyaki!" she exclaimed, her voice carrying that slight, endearing accent I'd come to anticipate.

Takoyaki? Of course we can," a woman's voice answered from behind the

camera.

The camera panned shakily to Ethan, who was more reserved as always, methodically climbing a rope ladder at the edge of the

frame.

"Ethan, come with us," the woman called again. The camera briefly turned, capturing the woman's face as she waved at the boy.

pped the

pausing the video. Something didn't feel right. I rewound

slightly, listening to the children's exchange with the woman again.

Olivia aunt.

who had

The realization hit me like a physical blow. Olivia. I knew that name Olivia Jordan- Angela's friend. The same woman wi approached me at The Rain, who had tried to arrange a meeting with Angela.

My mind raced as I connected dots I hadn't seen before. Why would Angela's friend be with these children? The coincidence was too

great to ignore.

quickly opened WhatsApp,

I rarely

notifications from 'Olivia 1."

months of unread

such a

Shaw, would you like to have dinner

Shaw, I'll be at The Rain again

messages, all unread, all attempting to pursue me

now

this same woman was filming with the

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been following for months.

They were mult

switched back to Instagioni, scrolling

what appeared in

Angeln's closest friend be spending time with inspossible with

it away.

photos of her with the twins. In a

children I'd been drawn to? The coincidence

I called Olivia right

three times before she answered, her

"Mr. Shaw, hello?"

"Hello,"

can help you with? The eagerness in her

you about something, if you

course, Mr.

like to

chose my words carefully. "I happened

caught

"Photos?" Her voice

rose slightly, uncertain.

last night. I

tone. "I do watch their videos. Are

replied, measuring each word. "Are they your children?" Her laugh tinkled through the phone. "Goodness, no! If I had children, would I have been trying to get your attention at

with the force of a physical blow, and I fell silent, the implications washing

you there?" Olivia's voice seemed distant through the roaring in my

ver me in waver

quite

oice unnaturally calm..

The twins are so

Information, Olivia. I need to handle

understand. You must be very

drawn me in from the first moment I'd seen them.

Shaw?" Thomas stood in the doorway, concern etched

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