The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 286

Chapter 280

Ex-Wife

Chapter 280: A Christmas Proposal

Angela Pov

This Christmas dinner feels different-warmer, fuller, like everyone's trying to make up for the mess of the past few days.

The table's crowded with food, and every dish has a story.

Dad made his usual roast chicken, crispy and golden, the way he's done since I was a kid.

Victoria brought a creamy potato casserole, her specialty. Even Alexander and Sean, who barely step foot in a kitchen, pitched in- Alexander with a lumpy but tasty vegetable stew, and Sean with a pata dish that's a little too salty but no one complains about.

Ethan and Aria helped with dessert, a tray of chocolate cookies they shaped themselves, some lopsided, some perfect, all sprinkled with red and green sugar.

We eat and talk, the kids chattering over each other, the adults laughing at old stories.

My head still aches a little, but being home, surrounded by this, makes it bearable. After the plates are cleared, we move to the living room. The Christmas tree glows in the corner, lights bouncing off the ornaments.

Aria and Ethan dive into their pile of gifts-books, toys, a new sketchpad for Ethan, a doll with a sparkly dress for Aria. They rip through the wrapping paper, squealing with every new thing, and I can't help but smile.

Sean stands by the tree, reaching up to the top where Ethan hung their special gift for me.

"Here it is," he says, handing me a small box wrapped in red paper with a lopsided bow.

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the size of my palm. They're rough around the edges, the faces smudged, but I can tell who they are. One has black hair and amber eyes-me. The other

eyes-Sean.

us, made by tiny hands that

there's more!" Aria says, bouncing on her knees. I look under the figures and find a folded card. I pull it out, opening it carefully. The handwriting is wobbly

our dear

We wish you

Love, Aria and Ethan

the words is a drawing-four stick figures on a grassy

and I blink hard to keep the tears back. I glance at Sean, and he's not even trying to hide it-his eyes are wet, shining under the

is warm against my skin,

"What about me? Don't I

big kiss on Victoria's cheek. "Next time, Grandma, we'll make you a bigger

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280. A Christmas

worked really

It

want a kiss

Giulia's face, and

of the past week-the hospital, Christina, the memories that hit me like

storm.

says,

of me, right there by the tree, and the room goes

huge, but it catches the light, sparkling against the dark velvet. I lean closer and see it-the inside of the band has my name

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