The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 139 3/3 The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife Chapter 139: They Actually Look More Like... You Sean Pay For door behind me, the glass walls vibrating with the forre I slammed my alle Our trip had been in complete disaster-Angela fleeing after our visit Elizabeths grave, leavingwith nothing but questions and a renewed sense of betrayal.

Thomas entered cautiously, informingabout the division report hile I massaged my stomach, the ulcers acting up again.

When he left, I turned toward the city view from my window, needing something substantial to quiet my mind. Shumping into my chair, 1 pulled out my phone, opening Instagram almost without conscious thought. My thumb hovered over the search icon before tapping it, entering the now-familiar handle: ins Adventure To my surprise, there was a new video posted just two hours ago. Artimexpected brightness cut through my dark mood as 1 tapped the thumbnail.

The video quality was foot, shot with a shaky hand in what appeared to be an indoor playground. But the sound of children's laughter-those familiar voices- immediately soothed something in the that I hadn't realized needed soothing.

Aria's face filled the screen, her dark curls bouncing as she jumped excitedly. She had the sradiant smile that I'd watched in -dozens of videos before, the senergy that inexplicably drewto her channel in the first place.

"Olivia aunt, Aria wants to cat takoyaki!" she exclaimed, her voice carrying that slight, endearing accent I'd cto anticipate.

Takoyaki? Of course we can," a woman's voice answered from behind the camera.

The camera panned shakily to Ethan, who was more reserved as always, methodically climbing a rope ladder at the edge of the frame.

"Ethan, cwith us," the woman called again. The camera briefly turned, capturing the woman's face as she waved at the boy.

pped the pausing the video. Something didn't feel right. I rewound slightly, listening to the children's exchange with the woman again.

Olivia aunt.

who had The realization hitlike a physical blow. Olivia. I knew that nOlivia Jordan- Angela's friend. The swoman wi approachedat The Rain, who had tried to arrange a meeting with Angela.

My mind raced as I connected dots I hadn't seen before. Why would Angela's friend be with these children? The coincidence was too great to ignore.

I quickly opened WhatsApp, an , anI rarely used anymore.

notifications from 'Olivia 1." There, busied beneath months of unread messages, were multiple Mr. Shaw, I had such a wonderful tmeeting you....

Mr. Shaw, would you like to have dinner sometime? Mr. Shaw, I'll be at The Rain again this Friday...

Dozens of messages, all unread, all attempting to pursueromantically. And now ow this swoman was filming with the twins I'd 1/4 Chapter 139: They Actually Look More Like... You.

been following for months.

They were mult I switched back to Instagioni, scrolling though Clivian profile. Then they restaurant, in what appeared in be an apartment.

Why would Angeln's closest friend be spending twith inspossible with each passing second.

it away.

multiple photos of her with the twins. In a park, at these children I'd been drawn to? The coincidence seemed increasing I called Olivia right The line rang three times before she answered, her voice breathless with excitement.

"Mr. Shaw, hello?" "Hello," "Is there something I can help you with? The eagerness in her voice was unmistakable.

"I'd like to ask you about something, if you have a moment." "Of course, Mr. Shaw! What w would you like to know?" I chose my words carefully. "I happened to see your Instagram. There were sphotos that caught my attention." "Photos?" Her voice rose slightly, uncertain.

"Yes. Posted last night. I noticed two children in them" "Oh, you mean Aria and Ethan!" Relief colored her tone. "I do watch their videos. Are you a fan too? What a coincidence!" "Something like that," I replied, measuring each word. "Are they your children?" Her laugh tinkled through the phone. "Goodness, no! If I had children, would I have been trying to get your attention at The Rain? They're my friend's kids," My grip tightened on the phone. "Wilson? The friend you mentioned before?" "Yes, exactly! They're her children The admission hitwith the force of a physical blow, and I fell silent, the implications washing over Mr. Shaw? Are you there?" Olivia's voice seemed distant through the roaring in my ears.

verin waver "Hmm. Your friend Wilson is quite fortunate, I finally managed, my voice oice unnaturally calm..

"I think so too! The twins are so adorable and well-behaved." "Thank you for the Information, Olivia. I need to handle sbusiness now." "Of course, I understand. You must be very busy." I ended the call, Angela had children. Two children whose faces had drawnin from the first moment I'd seen them. Two children whose ages would put their birth....

"Mr. Shaw?" Thomas stood in the doorway, concern etched across his features.

2/4 Chapter 139: They Actually Look More Like... You To approached cautiously. What's wrong?" Without a word, I held up my plane, displaying a photo of the twine with Olivia.

"Those are the children you often watch videos of," he remarked, the frowned. "Whers the woman with them? "Angelas friend.

Itis eyebrows shot up. Triend? Angela Wil- Ms. Wilson? Wait, youre not suggesting these children belong to Ms. Wilson's friend, you? That would be quite a coincidence." "A coincidence indeed." I leaned forward, watching his expression carefully. "What if I told you these children belong to Angela Wilson herself? Would that seem nor less coincidental to you?" Thomas's jaw dropped. "Ms. Wilson has children? This big already? Then...

then you h have no chance with her anymore, do you?" "No chance?" I echoed, something dangerous entering my voice. "How would you know whether I have a chance or not?

"Mr. Shaw, if her children are this age, it means they have a father, Thomas blurted, gesturing wildly, "Thatmeans you definitely have no chance! If you pursue her now, you might even becthe third party in someone else's marriage. Is that what you want your téputation to become?! Do you remember what you said before?" I asked quietly.

"What did I say? Mr. Shaw, could you please be more specific?" Take another look at the photo, I instructed, Thomas sighed. "Mr. Shaw, I've already examined this photo thoroughly. What else is there to see? They're just Ms. Wilson's [children" "Look at their features. Their eyes." "Well, they are quite attractive children. They look similar, but with distinct qualities. The girl has her own charm, and the boy has a different presence. It's just "Just what?" I prodded.

He squinted at the screen, then his eyes widened. "They don't really ook like Ms. Wilson. They actually look more like..." "Go on," I prompted, though I already knew what he'd say,

"Like you, Mr. Shaw. They really do resemble you. I mentioned before that these children. remindedof someone, but I didn't think much of it. But now... Mr. Shaw, if these children are connected to you somehow, doesn't that mean that five years ago, Ms. Wilson was already-

"I want everything on these children, Thomas" I said without turning m around, "Birthdays, schools, regular activities-every detail you can find." Shirthdays, residence