Accidentally Pregnant After Divorcing The Billionaire (Jonathan and Teresa) novel Chapter 3

3.Chapter 3 Meet Again

At the sound of that voice, Teresa’s heart did a backflip. It was a voice from her past, one she hadn’t heard in what seemed like forever. Over two years had flown by, and now, the owner of that voice was here, in the flesh.

Teresa took a deep breath, her glass clinking softly as she placed it on the table. With a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, she raised her gaze to meet Jonathan’s. Her expression was a mask of calm, echoing the collected smiles around her.

Jonathan loomed over the room, his long black coat draping his frame like a cloak of authority. His sharp features were etched with confidence, making him the undeniable focus of every eye in the room.

While Teresa watched, Jonathan was engrossed in birthday salutations to Benny. Once the pleasantries were exchanged, his attention flicked to Teresa, a flicker of acknowledgment in his gaze.

“Didn’t expect you to come,” he said, his voice casual, as if they’d just seen each other yesterday.

Teresa matched his casualness with a shrug, “Been a while,” she replied, glossing over the chasm of time that had lain between their last meeting.

Teresa found herself stealing glances at Jonathan, struck by how his looks had sharpened over time—he was even more dashing and fit. She let out a small, dry laugh and sipped her drink to mask her surprise.

Benny, playing the perfect host, motioned for Jonathan to take a seat.

Teresa’s stomach did a flip when she saw Benny had placed Jonathan right beside her. Her heart thumped with a sudden, unsettling anticipation.

“I’ll just give us a bit more elbow room,” Teresa muttered, almost to herself, as she nudged her chair away from Jonathan’s.

Benny, with a glint of mischief in his eyes, joked, “You guys are still so formal, even as a couple.”

Teresa shot him a look that was half-warning, half-plea for him to stop.

Ignoring Teresa’s silent signals, Benny turned to the group and announced, “I was just saying, this beautiful lady here is with Jonathan Lynn, the CEO of Horizonlead Group!”

A murmur of surprise rippled across the room. “Wow, this is Jonathan?” someone whispered in awe.

“Benny, you sly fox, you never said we’d be in such esteemed company!” another guest joked, clearly awestruck.

A voice piped up, “We would’ve picked up something swanky for Mr. Lynn if we’d had a clue!”

New to Jonathan, a few guys hurried to pour him drinks, vying for his favor.

For Teresa, there were compliments too. “Mrs. Lynn, you’re stunning, a perfect complement to Mr. Lynn,” they flattered, shoving drinks her way.

But Jonathan quickly interjected, “She’s a lightweight and prefers soft drinks over alcohol.”

Benny brushed it off with a chuckle, patting Jonathan on the shoulder. “Just being a good husband, looking out for his wife,” he dismissed, hoisting his glass. “Enough chatter. Let’s get this party started!”

Teresa felt overwhelmed and decided she needed a break. She rose, her voice hushed. “I’m off to the restroom,” she informed the room, carefully stepping around Jonathan.

In the process, her stockings brushed against his trousers, setting off a static shock that zapped her calf. The surprise jolt made her face flush with a heat that had nothing to do with the room’s temperature.

Jonathan, still feeling the electric aftermath, shifted uncomfortably and took a gulp of water to ease his dry throat. Even after all this time, Teresa’s poise and allure were as striking as he remembered.

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Finding sanctuary in the restroom, Teresa let out a long breath. ‘Stockings were a bad idea,’ she thought to herself, her heart pounding at the thought of her ex-husband.

She whipped out her phone and tapped out a quick text to Benny. [Got a sudden errand. Gotta bounce.]

Benny’s reply came fast, his confusion clear as day. [Wait, what? Your coat’s right here.]

Teresa: [Yeah, I know. Could you grab my coat? I’m by the elevator, face-to-face with going back.]

Teresa lingered at the doorway, her enthusiasm dampened. She’d shown up for Benny’s birthday bash, but if she had an inkling her ex would be present, she would’ve made other plans.

Benny emerged, holding out Teresa’s coat. As she took it, she let her frustration out with a kick to his shin.

“Ouch! That’s got some bite, Teresa—trying to take down the birthday boy?” Benny jested, nursing his shin.

“Had it coming,” Teresa retorted, her irritation clear as day. “You knew about the divorce, yet you still invited him. You’ve been dropping hints all night. You’re doing this on purpose.”

Benny grinned, wincing slightly. “He’s my buddy, and you’re my friend—I was just trying to play matchmaker.”

“Save it, Benny. Jonathan and I are done,” Teresa declared, her voice carrying confidence. “We’re not getting back together, not even if you tried to marry me off to the town’s team mascot.”