PopularNovelChapter 252 The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife Chapter 252: Do You Want to See Him? Sean POV Waking up beside Angela filledwith a tense of vitality and hope hadn't felt in years.
The simple act of helping the children dress and preparing breakfast these everyday moments. I'd once taken for granted now seemed precious beyond measure, A gentle rain tapped against the windows of the Hamptons estate, facing us to change our outdoor plans for the day.
I had the staff lay down plush carpets in the living moons and arranged all the children's toys, transforming the space into a miniature indoor playground.
We had just finished breakfast, and I watched as Angela sat on the carpet with our children, helping Ethan arrange colorful wooden blocks while Aria attempted to build her own tower.
My phone buzzed in my pocket. Glancing at the caller ID, I excused myself and stepped into the hallway.
The call took only five minutes, but when I returned, I paused at the threshold, reluctant to disturb the peaceful scene before me.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAngela laughed as Aria's tower toppled over, the little girl's face scrunching up in momentary frustration before she giggled and started again.
Ethan was concentrating intensely on his own construction, his small tongue poking out between his lips in a gesture so reminiscent of Angela that my heart clenched.
After a while, Aria abandoned her blocks and crawled into Angela's lap, her eyelids growing heavy as she leaned against her mother's chest.
"She's falling asleep," Angela whispered, glancing up at me. I should take her to bed before she gets cold on the floor." ed to lift our daughter, I noticed her careful movements, still mindful of her own recovery. I stepped forward When she attempted to quickly.
"Let me," I said, my voice low and gentle as I scooped Aria into my arms, ignoring the twinge of pain from my abdominal wound.
Angela's eyes darted to where she knew bandages wrapped around my torso, concern evident in her gaze. But she said nothing. merely rising to her feet with a nod "Mommy's going to help tuck Aria in, Ethan," she said, crouching beside our son. "You play here for a bit, and I'll be right back." "Okay," Ethan agreed without looking up from his blocks.
In the children's bedroom, I carefully laid Aria on her small bed. Angela stepped closer, bet hands already reaching for our daughter's light jacket.
We need to take off her coat," she instructed. "Otherwise she won't sleep comfortably." "Her coat?" I repeated.
"Yes," Angela said, her expression curious as she gently removed Arts jacket, causing our daughter to stir slightly before settling back into deeper sleep.
Angela adjusted the blanket one last tbefore turning to me.
1/3 Chapter 252: Do You Want to See Him? "Have you never cared for chimen befire?" she naked, surprise evident in her tone.
"No, I admitted, shcoloring my response.
"But these are our children," she pressed, confusion furrowing her how.
I sighed. "Sthings happened between us... You'll understand unce your memory returns." Angela studied my face for a moment before nodding slowly. I swallowed hard, gathering my courage.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I need to talk to you," I said, fighting to control the complex emotions churning within mir.
"Let's go outside," she suggested, glancing at our sleeping daughter. We shouldn't disturb Aria." "Alright."
In the hallway, I stood silently by the window, watching waves crashgainst the distant shore as struggled to find the right words. Angela waited patiently before finally breaking the silence. "What did you want to jell me? If you're still thinking about how to say it, I can go back to Ethan and "Do you want to see him?" I interrupted, the question that had been hauntingfinally escaping my lips, ing who I Angela stiffened slightly, immediately understanding I meant. You mean..
"Yes," I confirmed, watching her reaction carefully. "If you want to see him, we can return to New York tonight. I'll arrange everything." For a moment, she was silent, and I prepared myself for the worst. Then, to my surprise, she shook her head. No, I I don't think I will," she said quietly.
"What did you say?" I asked, certain I had misheard.
"I've made my choice to stay with you," Angela said, her eyes meeting mine with newfound certainty."M know I might seem emotionally vel distant sometimes-that's normal while I'm adjusting. But I don't need to see him." Relief washed over me, so powerful I could barely breathe. Without thinking. I pulled her into my arms, holding her close as if she might disappear at any moment.
"Thank you," I whispered against her hair. But even as gratitude flooded O through me, I found myself speaking words I never thought I'd say: "But if seeing him would help you feel better, I want you to go." Angela pulled back, searching my face. "You're encouragingto se him now? Won't that make your uncomfortable?" I smiled faintly, tracing my fingertips along her cheek. "As long as you cback to me, nothing else matters."
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