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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Not liking means you don't want to spend time with that person, but hating means you feel very

with surprising focus. "Then play with Mr.

He's really nice."

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

to play with Mr. Night?"

see about

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

non-

committal answer.

after tucking both children into bed, I slipped under my own

desperately seeking sleep.

images of Sean filled my mind-Sean standing in his penthouse bathroom doorway, water droplets still clinging to his bare chest, the

my treacherous mind removed even that minimal

burying my face in the pillow. What was wrong with me?

the twins and building my career. I hadn't

or sex-

such distractions.

body seemed to be reminding

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

morning, I deliberately woke the children earlier than

leaving before he arrived. We hurried through

to the

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"Ms. Wilson, good morning."

my tracks. He stood near the entrance, and behind him, leaning against a sleek

continued. "On our way here, I told Mr. Shaw we didn't need to arrive this early, but he insisted you would try to leave early.

pressed my lips together, irritated that Sean had predicted my actions

grasp and ran toward Sean. He crouched down, opening his arms

herself at him.

side, watching

and the children must not

this

early," Thomas observed.

still holding Aria. "Let's go get

hesitated, looking for any

said, extending his hand toward

at me, uncertainty written

was waiting for my

up!" Aria called from the car where Sean had already secured

in a booster seat.