The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 287

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 287: The Man Standing Between Us Angela Pov

I forced myself to remain calm as the woman with the scarred face stood before us, her revelation sending shocked whispers through our wedding guests. The last thing I wanted was to escalate his confrontation and create more fodder for tomorrow's

tabloids.

"Jennifer," I said, keeping my voice steady, "you shouldn't make accusations without proof. Five years ago, I left New York immediately after what happened. I couldn't possibly have arranged anything from prison. Whatever happened to your face has nothing to do with me."

Her eyes narrowed, ice-blue irises practically glowing with hatred. "Don't you dare deny it! My first month in prison, two women cornered me during dinner. They followed me to the bathroom, pinned me to the floor, and took a fork to my face." She gestured wildly at her scars. "They said it was a lesson that I shouldn't mess with people above my station. Who else would hate me this much? I only kicked you once!"

Only kicked me once. The casual way she described it made my blood boil. That "one kick" nearly caused me to lose my twins. But arguing about this in front of everyone wouldn't help. I glanced around the ballroom-Victoria was holding Aria's hand tightly, both of them watching with wide, frightened eyes. Ethan stood close to Alexander, his small face unnaturally serious.

Taking a deep breath, I gathered my composure. "I'm truly sorry about what happened to your face, but whether you believe it or not, I had nothing to do with it. If you need a plastic surgeon, I'd be happy to recommend one."

cast a questioning glance at Sean. Could he have arranged this? But that seemed impossible-back then, he hadn't known I was pregnant, hadn't known the full extent of what Jennifer's actions had done to me. Would he have gone to such extremes for revenge? It didn't seem like him, but then again,

unspoken question. He quickly shook his head. "This has nothing to do with me either," he

authoritative. "I'll say this once more-if you're here to celebrate with us, you're

to cause trouble, security will escort you

from Sean, two security guards moved forward, positioning themselves on either side

they began to lead her away. "Both of you! You can't just dismiss me like this!" Her voice rose to

the guards firmly guided her

frozen, mortification washing over me. Our perfect wedding, ruined by this spectacle. Guests were already whispering among themselves, no doubt discussing what they'd just witnessed. Aria

have increased security." Then he added reassuringly, "Don't worry, there won't be any gossip about our wedding in tomorrow's

but couldn't help asking,

She probably offended the prison's

as if nothing bad happened. "The night is

to me, with Ethan following more cautiously I twirled them around the dance floor, trying desperately to restore the joyful atmosphere. Sean returned to the piano, his finger dancing across the keys, playing an

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287: The Man Standing Between

Then the unthinkable happencil.

crowd, charging directly toward where I stood with the children. As he drew closer, I saw something glinting in her hand-a Inuit knife, its blade smeared with blood. One of