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.

deliberately casual, 'now that

"If you want,

question caught

I don't

"What?"

I don't want to be your friend? Would you just treat me like a stranger then?" His gaze

I could formulate a response, he touched my shoulder lightly and laughed. I'm just

joke around?'

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Chapter 190: Picnic Invitation

slowly, tension

friend Angela

me for a plenic in Central Park

promised to contact me after

my hesitation. You have

wait, I decided. If Seap needed me, he could fall. Thank you for still

join you."

since I've seen the little ones. Do they

"Why don't you ask them yourself in a bit?! They'll be

details,

hallway, torning sunlight filled the room as we discussed picnic d Christopher explaining he'd already had

my father had mentioned, "I heard your father is trying to arrange some meetings for you?

wishes. They're introducing me to some

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

in my voice. "You'll find someone perfect for you. You deserve

agreed, his eyes never leaving mine. "I'll definitely find

Happiness is something you have to fight

ten minutes into our drive, something strange happened. Aria, usually energetic and talkative

rubbing h her eyes with small

already?"

Aria from me. Almost simultaneously,

odd," I frowned, stroking Ethan's hair. "They don't usually fall asleep so quickly

in his arms as she went limp with sleep. Children

normal."

vague unease settling in my

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