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.

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

you want, we can

caught me

I say I don't want

"What?"

Would you just treat me like a stranger

my shoulder lightly and

joke around?'

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Chapter 190: Picnic Invitation

slowly, tension

Angela and her two

me for a plenic in Central Park today? The weather's

for me. He'd promised to contact me after handling his

my hesitation. You have other

could fall. Thank you for still wanting

join you."

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

time. "Why don't you ask them yourself in a

details,

sound of small footsteps echoed down the hallway, torning sunlight filled the room as we discussed picnic d Christopher explaining he'd already had

said, remembering something my father had mentioned, "I heard

They're introducing me to some

asked lightly, ignoring the twinge in my chest. "Not yet,

happy for you," I said, meaning it despite the strange hollownes in my voice. "You'll find someone perfect for you.

eyes never leaving

something you have to fight for,

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

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

you just wake up? How are you tired already?" I rased,

take Aria from me. Almost

don't usually fall

in his arms as she went limp with sleep. Children

normal."

in my stomach. "They usually stay awake for much longer. This

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