The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 285

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 285: Wedding Dance

Angela POV

The morning light filtered through the windows of the bridal suite, casting a golden glow over the chaos of preparations.

Makeup artists, hairstylists, and assistants buzzed around me like industrious bees. In the center of it all, Sophie stood fussing with my veil, her brow furrowed in concentration.

"Hold still," she commanded, sliding another pin into place. "One wrong move and this whole thing could collapse."

I tried not to laugh. “You're more nervous than I am, and I'm the bride. When it's your turn with Charles, you'll probably pass out before you reach the altar."

Sophie shot me a look. "I've told you a thousand times-I'm just giving Charles a chance. Marriage is nowhere on my radar. Despite her protest, her cheeks flushed pink. She adjusted my train for the fifth time, then stepped back to assess her work. "Perfect. You look absolutely beautiful.”

My wedding dress was a dream-an elegant off-shoulder design with delicate lace detailing. I turned slowly before the mirror, hardly recognizing the woman staring back at me. After everything we'd been through-the heartbreak, the separation, raising the twins alone, reconciliation-this moment felt surreal.

"It's almost time," Victoria announced, sweeping into the room. Her eyes welled with tears when she saw me. "Oh, Angela. Sean will be speechless."

Moments later, Aria bounded in wearing her flower girl dress, followed by Ethan in his little tuxedo. My heart swelled at the sight of

them.

"Mommy looks like a princess!" Aria exclaimed, twirling around me. "Can I have my flowers now? Please?"

Ethan stood quietly, his green eyes-so like his father's-assessing me solemnly. "You look nice, Mom," he said simply, but the smile that accompanied his words conveyed more than his reserved nature allowed him to express.

My father appeared at the doorway, his eyes suspiciously bright. "It's time, Angel."

familiar and entirely new. Aria and Ethan preceded me, my daughter scattering rose petals with enthusiastic flair while my son carefully carried the rings his face a mask

attention. Standing at the altar, he looked like he'd stepped out of a dream in his tailored

just a renewal of vows or a second chance-it was a

beautiful," he whispered when I reached him, his voice thick with

rings-simple platinum bands engraved with our initials and the date. When Sean slipped mine onto my finger, his hands trembled slightly. I steadied them with my

now pronounce you husband and wife," the minister declared. "You

mine, gentle but sure, sealing our promise. Applause erupted around us, but I barely heard it over

Sean surprised everyone by sweeping Aria into his

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euung Dance

soared through the air in a graceful arc before landing squarely in Emily's startled

expression unreadable. When our eyes

swing when I finally found a

ago, I'd left New

Shaw Group.

from Nathan, the brilliant young analyst who'd helped me through the collapse of Wilson Investment Bank. My father had once hoped we might become more than colleagues, and Sean's jealousy over our

began awkwardly, champagne flute in hand, "it's

words. "Five years without a word, and that's all you have to say? You disappeared and dumped a mountain of work on my

sorry about that," I said

Group,” Emily continued, but then her expression warmed.

looped through Nathan's, their bodies angled toward each other in

you two are together

slipping to reveal a girlish happiness. "Going on two

Nathan, guilt washing over me. "I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye. I never meant to just disappear on you. I didn't

once intimidated the entire financial department, softened slightly. "You don't need to apologize, Angela. Whatever you did, you had your reasons." His

I could respond, upbeat music filled the ballroom. Sean had taken his place at the grand piano, his fingers dancing across the

interrupt," Evan announced with exaggerated formality, "but we need to borrow

join me. He wrapped his arms around my waist,

he murmured against my