The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

She Left With His Baby The Billionaire’s Secret Scandal 313

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Christopher POV

I should have known it wouldn't last.

The first time Angela mentioned returning to New York, I dismissed it as nostalgia. But she brought it up again, and again, with increasing frequency.

"I want to start my own investment firm," she explained. "And New York is home. I want the children to know where they come from, to have a connection to their roots."

What she didn't say what she didn't need to say-was that New York meant Sean. Even after five years, even after everything, some part of her still belonged to him.

I tried to talk her out of it. I offered to open a branch of Blake Enterprises in New York, to divide our time between there and Italy. I reminded her of the life we'd built, the stability the children had here.

"I need to do this," she said finally. "For myself. I need to know I can stand on my own."

her of the legal complications, the fact that I held considerable influence over her financial situation. But looking into those amber eyes-the same eyes that had defended me in a library so many years

as the moving boxes stacked up around us. "And you'll come to New York. The children need you

speak. I believed her. Believed that five years of

no matter what happened in New York, I would always have a place in their

Sean did reenter the picture, Angela would choose me. How could she not? After everything we'd been through, everything

dark part of me wanted the confrontation. Wanted, after all these years, the chance to finally win Angela from Sean once and for all. To have her choose me

arranged the transportation, set her up

she was

months erased five years. Just

leave. Should never have given Sean the chance to reclaim what I had so earefully built. He hadn't been there for the midnight fevers, the first days of preschool, the skinned knees and night terrors. He hadn't earned

he took them anyway. Effortlessly, as he'd always

was always our fate. No matter how many years I gave, no matter how deeply I loved them, Angela and the children were never truly mine to keep. I lived five years of borrowed happiness, and now the debt has come

I did the stupidest, most regrettable thing

together-that they might even be reconciling-I lost

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