The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 162

Chapter 162: The Last Thing I Need in My Life is Sex

Angela POV

"Mommy."

Aria's voice startled me out of my thoughts. I turned to find her standing in the middle of our living room, her small face scrunched up in curiosity.

"Who taught you to say those things earlier?" I asked, moving away from the window.

She tilted her head, dark curls bouncing. "Nobody taught Aria, Mommy. It was Aria's own

thinking. Mommy came home and went straight to the window to peek. Weren't you looking for Mr. Night?"

My cheeks warmed. "No, I was just closing the curtains."

"But I saw you open them a little bit to look outside," she insisted, her innocent eyes

watching me carefully.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "Aria, why are you contradicting me so much

lately?"

"Mommy, Aria is just telling the truth," she replied with that childish logic that was impossible to argue with.

I knelt down to her level, meeting her eyes. "Aria, can you promise me something?"

Her eyes brightened. "What is it, Mommy?"

"When we're with Mr. Night, whatever I say is final. You can't contradict me in front

of

him, okay?"

Aria's expression changed to something more thoughtful than a five-year-old should be

capable of. "Mommy, do you not like Mr. Night?"

"No, I don't," I answered firmly.

"Then... do you hate Mr. Night?"

I paused, choosing my words carefully. "Aria, there's a difference between not liking

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them. Not liking means you don't want to spend time with that person,

with surprising focus. "Then

He's really nice."

me. "Aria, why don't you go to your room for

play with

see about

With that simple acceptance, she skipped off to her room,

non-

committal answer.

tucking both children into bed, I slipped under

desperately seeking sleep.

filled my mind-Sean standing in his penthouse bathroom doorway, water droplets still clinging to

removed even that minimal

pillow. What was wrong

on the twins and building my career. I hadn't thought about

or sex-

wasn't time or energy for such distractions. Yet now, with Sean

my body seemed to be reminding me

the darkness. "I have two children to raise and a company to run.

the children earlier than usual,

he arrived. We hurried

to the

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"Ms. Wilson, good morning."

me in my tracks. He stood near the entrance, and behind him, leaning against

I told Mr. Shaw we didn't need

that Sean had predicted my actions so

as she broke free from my grasp and ran toward Sean. He crouched down, opening his

herself at him.

my side, watching the interaction with cautious

Wilson, you and the children must not

this

early," Thomas observed.

Aria.

hesitated, looking for

come on," Sean said, extending his hand toward my

at me, uncertainty written across his

go but was

hurry up!" Aria called from the car where

in a booster seat.