The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 190

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 190: Picnic Invitation

Angela POV

I stretched larily, surprised by how well I'd slept.

After Sean's visit yesterday, I'd expected to toss and turn all night, haunted by memories of our shared past. Instead, I'd fallen into a deep, dreamless sleep.

1 padded across the cool floor toward the kitchen, tying my silk robs Highster around my waist.

The twins would be up soon, eager for breakfast and weekend actives. An I placed whole wheat bread into the imported toaster, the doorbell chimed unexpectedly.

Frowning slightly, I moved to the security pansel, tapping the screen activate the

camera.

My breath caught when I saw who was standing in the hallway.

Christopher Blake's familiar figure appeared on the monitor, his posture relaxed as he waited patiently.

Thesitated for several seconds before pressing the unlock button.

"Christopher, what are you doing here?" I asked as I opened the door, unable to keep the surprise from my

y voice.

He smiled that charming smile that had comforted me through countless difficult days. "What, haven't seen me in a while and suddenly I'm not welcome anymore?"

"Of course not..." I stepped aside to let him in, watching as he smoothly slipped off his leather oxfords and put on the guest slippers by the door-a gesture so familiar it made my chest ache with a mixture of guilt and fondness.

"So," Christopher said, making himself comfortable in my living room "any plans for today with the kids? It's the weekend, after all. You should all be free, right?"

"The weekend?" I blinked, momentarily confused. With the week's chaos, I'd completely lost track of time.

Christopher chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Don't tell me you forgot it's Saturday? You're working too hard, Angela. You need to rest occasionally."

An awkward silence fell between us. I hadn't seen Christopher since rejecting his proposal, since telling him his feelings were "annoying." The memory made me wince internally. He'd been nothing but supportive of me and the children for years, and I'd been unnecessarily cruel in pushing him away.

the silence, his tone deliberately casual, 'now that we can't be a couple, can we at least

"If you want, we

His question caught

I don't want to?"

"What?"

want to be your friend? Would you just treat me like a stranger

touched my shoulder lightly and laughed. I'm just teasing.

joke around?'

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Chapter 190: Picnic Invitation

slowly, tension draining from

"wild my friend Angela

a plenic in Central Park today? The weather's

contact me after handling

noticed my hesitation. You

that can't wait, I decided. If Seap needed me, he could fall.

join you."

while since I've seen the little ones. Do they miss

them

details,

of small footsteps echoed down the hallway, torning sunlight filled the room as we discussed picnic d Christopher explaining he'd already had David prepare a tent and

my father had mentioned, "I heard your father is trying to arrange some

wishes. They're introducing me

candidates?" I asked lightly, ignoring the twinge in my chest. "Not yet, but I'm

I said, meaning it despite the strange hollownes in my voice. "You'll

agreed, his eyes never leaving

is something you

happened. Aria, usually energetic and talkative during car rides, suddenly

is sleepy... she mumbled, rubbing h her eyes with

up? How are you tired already?"

me. Almost simultaneously, Ethan's head drooped against my lap, his

Ethan's hair. "They don't usually fall asleep so quickly

went limp with sleep. Children often get

normal."

Aria and Ethan," I insisted, a vague unease settling in my stomach. "They usually stay awake for

is good for them," Christopher replied smoothly. "By the time they wake