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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I wear. I was beginning to think

"We need to talk, Christopher. Somewhere

the hallway, "Would you like to discuss

replied. "Let's go to the front terrace. I need some

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

be

shrug it off immediately-reject any pretense of intimacy between us. But David's revelations about Christopher's childhood flashed through my

terrace extended over the cliff edge, offering an unobstructed view of the Mediterranean stretching endlessly

different circumstances, the beauty might have been breathtaking. Now,

knew something about you," I

to face him directly.

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Don't Need Your

expression sharpened insotly.

"About your mother?

as his face hardened into an

he said, his voice dropping to a

privilege of knowing my personal

challenged. "Sean and I always considered

a short, cold laugh. "Is that what

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

didn't want your approach to be based on sympathy, But now that you know-it

not wanting David to suffer for helping me. "It's

softened. "Angela, always so kind, even now. He reached toward my face, his fingers stopping

your past doesn't have to define your

shadones -

the past," he interrupted sharply. "I'd rather not discuss it

"I promise you, I will never treat you the way my father treated my mather. I'll be a good husband to you, and a good father to Aria and

his words chilled

want. I won't give you what you

ignored my rejection, his mind seemingly unable to process it. "You've barely eaten today. You must be

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

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