The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

She Left With His Baby The Billionaire’s Secret Scandal 317

Angela POV

The house was quiet when Sean and I returned home. Victoria metus at the door, her expression concerned but composed. She'd been watching the children while we dealt with everything at the hospital.

"They're in the living room," she whispered. "They've been asking about Christopher all day."

My heart sank. How do you explain death to children who've already experienced too much loss in their young lives? When we stepped into the living room, Aria ran to us immediately, her small arms wrapping around my waist.

"Mommy! Is Uncle Christopher better now?" Her innocent eyes looked up at me, full of hope.

I knelt down to her level, struggling to find the right words. Sean crouched beside me, his hand steady on my shoulder.

"Christopher..." I began, but my voice caught.

Sean stepped in. "He's gone on a trip, sweetheart. Somewhere very far away."

Ethan stood a few feet back, watching us with those observant eyes that always seemed to see too much.

"He died, didn't he?" Ethan asked quietly.

The directness of his question stunned us both. Sean and I exchanged glances, wondering how our five-year-old son understood what we were trying to shield him from.

"Yes, Ethan," I finally admitted, nodding slowly. "He did."

up in

back to see us," Ethan explained to his

begin to tremble. "His soul... the part of

bring me presents from

smile through my tears. "No, sweetie. But

presents he already

put the children to bed, Victoria approached me with a large, flat package wrapped

delivered the morning of your wedding," she explained. "From Christopher. With

now."

unwrapped the package. Inside was a painting that took my breath away. The scene was from high school-me-in-my

everything rushing back. The way Christopher had watched from behind a bookshelf,

moments I'd taken for granted suddenly became precious-Christopher and Sean playing hockey together in college, Christopher carrying me home after I'd gotten dank

held Aria and Ethan for the first time

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would end at thirty-three. Everything had happened

be held in London. It was Chistopher's mother's hometown, and he would be buried next to his mother's grave. The day before the funeral, Sean

funeral, David came

three gift boxes. "They were under the Christmas tree.

overwhelmed by this final gestie. The servant brought tea for David, who gently suggested, "You can open

we once lived, even spending Christmas there alone. Memories of us decorating the Christmas