The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

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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

to remain composed. "We

to discuss things over dinner? The chef has prepared

I replied. "Let's go to the

walked through the marble corridor lined, Christopher removed his linen jacket and

be cool,"

any pretense of intimacy between us. But David's revelations

offering an unobstructed view of the Mediterranean

might have been

something about you,"

to face him directly.

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sharpened insotly. "What about

"About your mother?

easy charm vanishing as his face hardened into an impenetrable

voice dropping to a dangerous lower

of

I challenged. "Sean and

He gave a short, cold laugh. "Is that what

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

continued, regaining some control, "because I didn't want your approach to be based on sympathy, But now that

him," I quickly clarified, not wanting David

now. He reached toward my face, his fingers stopping just short

have to define

shadones -

he interrupted sharply. "I'd rather

an intimate whisper. "I promise you, I will never treat you the way my

presumption in his words

can't give you what you want. I won't give you what

unable to process it. "You've barely eaten today. You must be

I warned, "I'll refuse

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