Accidentally Pregnant After Divorcing The Billionaire (Jonathan and Teresa) novel Chapter 138

138.Chapter 138

Teresa shook off Jonathan’s hand. “What’s gotten into you?”

Startled, Jonathan quickly sobered up and remembered that they had divorced. He had somehow fallen asleep. Even though the theater seats were uncomfortable, he slept deeply and peacefully.

“I’m sorry,” Jonathan apologized.

Teresa bent down and hurriedly picked Michael up from his seat. “We’re leaving.”

“I’ll drive you,” Jonathan said.

“No need. My car’s downstairs.” Teresa rejected his offer.

She left in a hurry. By sheer luck, the elevator doors opened just as they left the cinema. She stepped inside with Michael without hesitation and exhaled in relief when

the doors slid shut.

Michael was still surprised as he tugged Teresa’s sleeve, “Mommy, Mr. Lime called you his wife.”

“He got it wrong. How could I possibly be his wife?” Teresa asked.

“But-” Michael tried to speak.

“Enough, we’ll talk about it when we get home,” Teresa cut him off.

She hurriedly drove back to Rosary Estates. Once they got home, the warmth of the heating enveloped them. She helped Michael out of his coat and gently urged him to have some water.

Michael tugged at her arm and asked, “Mommy, could Mr. Lime’s crush be you?”

Her hands, busy pulling down his zipper, froze for a second. “What nonsense are you spouting now?”

Michael explained, “Mr. Lime told me he likes someone. He said she’s a stunning beauty; and I think that someone is you, my beautiful mommy.”

Teresa denied, “He’s got plenty of pretty girls around him. Do you see me meeting him often? We don’t even stay in touch. How could he possibly like me?”

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“Is he Iron Man? Does he shoot beams from his eyes?” Teresa retorted.

“Well, I’m calling Mr. Lime,” Michael said, reaching out to Teresa. “Give me back my phone. I need to ask Mr. Lime if he likes you or not.”

“He called me ‘wife‘ today because we used to be married for a short while. As I’ve told you, your real father’s old and ugly; and I didn’t want him anymore. So, now, it’s just you and me.