The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 201

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 201: Just a Little Lesson

Angels NOV

I opened my eves to the first light of dawn filtering through the curtains. Another

day in this gilded prison.

Tad spent the night in

in the children's room, sleeping in a small armchair positioned between their beds, unwilling t

alone.

A soft knock at the door interrupted my thoughts.

"Ms. Wilson? Breakfast is ready," called a staff member.

to leave them

1 roused the children quickly. "We need to eat to keep up our strength," I whispered to Ethan as he rubbed sleep from his eyes. Aria didn't question why we needed strength another sign of how our situation was affecting her.

Christopher was already waiting when we entered the dining room, his smile too bright, too forced. The table was laden with food an excessive display meant to impress.

"Good morning, he grebted, standing as we entered.

The children's response was silence. Ethan stared at the floor while Aria pressed herself against my leg, I gave a curl nod and guided them to seats at the opposite end of the table from Christophor.

We ate mechanically, the clinking of silverware the only sound in the room.

When Christopher attempted conversation, I replied with single words or not at all. When he complimented Aria's hair, she turned her face away.

When he asked Ethan about his favorite breakfast foods, my son merely pushed his eggs around his plate.

Christopher's facade cracked slightly with each rejection. His knuckles whitened around his coffee cup. The muscles in his jaw tightened when Aria deliberately moved her chair farther away from him.

"The weather is perfect today," he tried again. Perhaps-

"We're finished," I interrupted, standing abruptly. The children immediately followed suit, relief evident on their faces.

"Angela," he called as we reached the door, desperation bleeding through his controlled tone. "I'd like to

protectively on Ethan's shoulder. "I want to see

do you need to see

gaze directly. "Are you afraid to let me speak

speak with you."

expression darkened momentarily before smoothing over. "He'll meet you here after the staff clears

JM

with floor-to-ceiling shelves filled

might have enjoyed exploring the

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as David entered the roots, my attention was immediately

his posture

him, studying his face. "Are you

expression

with me?"

eyes scanning for visible injuries. "Did Christople hurt you? For telling me about

David responded quickly too

pressed my hand firmly against his chest. David

said quietly. "He hurt

momentarily, revealing a glimpse of gendhe fear. "Ms. Wilson, I appreciate your concern, but discussing such matters

break your ribs? Should you see

David whispered, glancing nervously toward the door. "IT M

sick. This was my fault. I had pushed David for information, and Christopher had punished him

never

slightly.

was there something specific you

to discuss?

library door opened and

immediately assessing the space between

he said pleasantly, though his gaze was sharp. "David,

slightly and exited without another

to Christopher, unable to hide my disgust. "After all these years,

raised an eyebrow. "What do you

He's done

didn't change, but something cold flickered in his eyes.

see how he's moving. He's

smile curved Christopher's lips.

a little lesson for someone who needed to learn about

by the casual cruelty in his voice. He spoke about causing pain

the weather.

that what you II do to me if I disobey?" I asked,

instantly by hurt. He