The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 141

Chapter 141: Mr. Night Visited Your School?

Angels POV

I stood at the school entrance, watching Christopher guide the twins through the Inige wonden doors.

They looked so small next to his tall figure, with Arla bouncing exclledly as she told him about her upcoming art project while Ethan walked with his usual

measured steps.

A knot of discomfort tightened in my stomach. I had alrendy decline Christopher's advances the last time we spoke, yet here he was again, inserting himself into our daily routine.

He'd appeared at my door this morning, saying, "Didn't we agree you think about it? It's been days, I'm guessing you've made u

up your mind."

His persistence felt suffocating, but with my old secondhand car broken down, I'd reluctantly necepted his help for today.

As the twins disappeared inside, I felt a prickle at the back of my neck-that unmistakable sensation of being watched, I scanned the street until my eyes landed on it: the same black Bentley I'd noliced yesterday, now parked across the street in a different position.

Or perhaps, this is just another wealthy parent's car, I thought, trying to reassure myself. This is an exclusive private school after all. Luxury cars are common here.

Still, something about its presence felt deliberate, calculated.

Christopher emerged from the school, his expression warming as he approached

me.

"The children are

are safely inside," he said. "Aria made me promise to come see her art exhibition next week."

I smiled politely, though my attention remained divided. "Thank you for bringing us, I know you're busy," I said, then added deliberately. "I'm planning to buy a car tomorrow. That way, you won't need to take time out of your schedule to help with the children anymore."

Christopher fell silent for a moment, his expression clouding slightly "Have you chosen one already?"

"Yes, I've found one within my budget. I'll go see it tomorrow."

"Then I'll accompany you," he said, his tone leaving little room for argument.

I hesitated, then nodded. "All right. And when we go... I'll have something

be my opportunity

drifted back to the Bentley, and

"Angela,"

quickly, forcing my attention back to him. "You should

"Are you sure you're alright? I can drive

from here," I

a moment's hesitation, he nodded.

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141: Mr. Night Visited

took a deep breath and

inside, I

windret were linted nearly driver's side doar and, before I could lose my nerve, rapped my knul Bes against the

knocked again, harder

against the morning sun's glare. The tint was too dark, revealing nothing but

where none existed. Still, my instincts rarely led me astray, and

toward my office, unaware of the movements inside the car as

evening, I stood by my bedroom window, pulling the curtains closed as the twins prepared for bed. Aria was still about her day, particularly excited about a visitor who

called himself Mr.

froze, curtain still in

visited

your

school?"

chattering

Ethan added from the doorway, more reserved but equally

Night: Hello.

them further, my phone chimed with a

visible in

message, my fingers suddenly unsteady as I

Mr. Night, good

jolt that

shadows.

Me: Mr. Night, have

ури

responded about the bank account when I

Night: Yes.

you send

need to return the money to

Night Fine.