The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 111 Chapter 111: The Obsession That Shouldn't Be Angela POV "Angela, you're finally back!" Olivia exclaimed as we entered her apartment. "I haven't seen you all day. Was it a special date with Christopher?" Christopher smiled slightly. "If you want to call it a date, I wouldn't object." I felt heat rising to my cheeks. "We were looking at schools for Aria and Ethan," I explained, setting down my purse on the console table. "Nothing romantic about registration paperwork." Guilt flashed across Olivia's face. "Oh my God, I completely forgot about that! I'm so sorry, Angela. I should have gone with you." "It's fine," I assured her, helping Aria with her coat. "Christopher knows all the best private schools in the city." I hung our coats in the closet, then turned to Olivia with practiced casualness. "By the way, you calledtwice around noon. Was there something urgent?" I watched as Olivia's expression flickered, her fingers suddenly twisting together. "No... nothing special. Just wondering when you'd be back." My intuition immediately flared-she was hiding something. But I simply nodded, letting the matter drop.

"Aria, Ethan, go change into your house clothes," I instructed, watching the twins disappear down the hallway before turning back to the adults in the room.

Christopher leaned against the kitchen counter, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp. "So, Olivia, how was your evening at that bar last night? Did you find what you were looking for?" Olivia's head snapped toward him, then toward me, her eyes narrowing. "You told him? About the bar?" "I was concerned," I said simply.

1/4 Chapter 1: The Obsession That Shouldn't Be "Amgella," Olivia's voice took on a hard edge I'd rarely heund beffore. We agreed that even while living together, we'd maintain our independence and mot interfere in each other's personal lives. Why would you tell Christopher aboutgoing to a bar?" "She was merely concerned for your safety," Christophbren intenjjected smoothly, his voice gentle but firm. "Bars these days can be unpredictable environments, especially for a beautiful single woman." I watched Olivia's expression soften slightly at the compliment, though resentment still lingered in her eyes. This concernedeven more-whenever anything related to Sean cup, Olivia seemed unable to controll her emotions.

After her encounter with him at the hotell lust might, her infatuation with him appeared have deepened significantly.

Later in the kitchen, as we prepared dimen, I carefully sliced vegetables while Olivia seasoned the fish.

"So," I ventured, "did you manage to get that green-eyed man's contact information?" "I did!" Olivia exclaimed excitedly. "He seems cold and distant, but I'm sure I can win hi over!" Olivia's knife paused mid-chop. "Angela," she said, not looking up from the cutting boar "you spent the whole day with Christopher, didn't you? He's been so good to you, evem arranging accommodation in the city. If I insist on you staying here, would that interfer with your relationship development?" I looked up at Olivia,, feeling a wave of disappointment wash over me. Despite my autova composure, I could feel something shift between us-a subtle fracture in our friendship Dinner was a quiet affin. The tension around the table was palpable; even the twiis seemed to sense it,, cutting quietly without their usual chatter and playfulness.

As we finished our meal, I looked at my children with a gentle smile. “Ethan,, Aniin, you both behaved very well tonight. Why don't you go rest in your room for a bit,, them pudk your things?"" From the couner off my eye, I saw Olivia's face drain of color.

Chapter 111: The Obsession That Shouldn't Be "We'll be moving to a hotel downtown tonight," I explained calmly, my voice betraying none of the turmoil I felt inside.

The twins exchanged a quick glance before quietly excusing themselves from the table.

After they left, I deliberately took my tfinishing the last bite of seafood salad, savoring the delicate flavors while gathering my thoughts.

"Angela, I'm sorry," Olivia whispered, her voice small.

"It's fine." I smiled.

I knew Olivia wasn't truly concerned about my relationship with Christopher. She simply didn't wantstaying here to "interfere" with her pursuit of Sean.

In my room, I methodically packed our belongings while booking a suite at The Four Seasons on my phone. A soft knock interrupted my thoughts.

"Cin," I called, zipping my suitcase closed.

Ethan appeared in the doorway, his small frsilhouetted against the hallway light.

"I've packed everything, Mama," he reported solemnly.

"And Aria?" "She's ready too." I wheeled my suitcase into the hallway, where Olivia stood waiting, her expression complex mixture of regret and defiance.

"Are you really leaving?" she asked, arms crossed protectively over her chest.

"We need to be closer to the school for tomorrow's enrollment," I explained, the excuse sounding hollow even to my own ears. "It's more convenient." "Letdrive you, at least," she offered.

"Thank you, but I've already called a car." I turned to my son. "Ethan, please go get your sister." Olivia's eyes followed the boy as he disappeared into the guest bedroom.

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"Before we go," I said quietly, turning back to my friend of many years, "I have something to say. You may not want to hear this, Olivia but as your friend, Ineed to warn you- before falling for someone, make sure he's actually single. Make sure he doesn't have a girlfriend or fiancée. Don't end up hurting yourself." I picked up my handbag. "That's all I can say. We should go now."

I didn't wait for her response. The twins emerged from their room, Aria chattering excitedly about Olivia chocolates from the hotel, both children seemingly oblivious to the tension between the adults. As the apartment door closed behind us, worry gnawed at my heart. I knew I couldn't stop Olivia's infatuation with Sean-those green eyes had cast a spell too powerful to break with mere words.

Walking toward the elevator, I wondered if I should have told her the om truth-that the mysterious green-eyed man was the father of my children, the husband I had deliberately left behind five years ago. Chapter Comments LIKE POST COMMENT NOW 4/4