The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 205

Chapter 199

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 199: I Don't Need Your Sympathy

Angela POV

1 paced across the luxurious marble floors of my suite, stealing glances at the clock, Christopher had been absent for hours.

n their adjoining room

Aris and Ethan played quietly in

"Mommy, when can we go home? Ethan's small voice called from the doorway.

"Soon, sweetheart," I lied, forcing a smile. "Very soon.

My mind raced with possibilities

Christopher's sudden absence was concerning was he arranging for get another relocation?

Planning some new manipulation?

Whatever it was, his disappearance gave

precious time to s search or

or any means of communication or escape.

I reached for the door, intent on investigating the villa while he was away, when it swung open unexpectedly. Christopher stood before me, dressed in a casual linen suit I'd never seen before.

"Angela." My name on his lips carried an unmistakable note of joy.

"Where have you been?" I asked, keeping my voice deliberately cold

"Handling some urgent business matters." His smile remained unfaltering, as though my frosty reception couldn't touch him.

I ran my eyes critically over his new attire. "Business matters require a costume change?"

playful

existence.

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touched his lips. "So you do notice what I wear. I was beginning to think you were

myself to remain composed. "We need to talk, Christopher. Somewhere

"Would you like to discuss things over dinner? The chef has

"Let's go to the

Christopher removed his linen jacket

be cool," he murmured, his voice

instinct was to shrug it off immediately-reject any pretense of intimacy between us. But David's revelations about Christopher's

terrace extended over the cliff edge, offering an unobstructed view

been breathtaking. Now, it

about you," I

to face him directly.

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Don't Need Your

expression sharpened insotly. "What

"About your mother?

tensed, his easy charm vanishing as his face hardened into an impenetrable

his voice dropping

of knowing my personal

challenged. "Sean and I

a short, cold laugh.

his struggle for composure, seeing glimpses of the wounded child beneath

I didn't want your approach to be

asked him," I quickly clarified, not wanting David to suffer for helping me. "It's not

always so kind, even now. He reached toward my face, his

doesn't have to

shadones -

in the past," he interrupted sharply. "I'd

the way

in his

what you want.

to process it. "You've

communicate," I warned, "I'll refuse to see you at

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