The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife novel Chapter 282

Ex–Wife

Chapter 282: We Did It Three Times

Angela POV

I asked the waiter to bring us some more

I think I can smell someone falling,

desserts, then turned to Sophie with a gossipy smile. “Now,” I said, “tell me all the details.

in love.”

She takes a sip of her latte, then sets it down with a little smirk. “Hey, you remember that time I stayed over at your place? You were flipping through my phone and said, ‘Charles likes you, doesn’t he?‘”

I nod, leaning back in my chair. “Of course I remember. If a guy’s texting a woman that much every day, it’s not just because he’s her boss. Sure, you worked for him, but come on–asking if you ate lunch on time, nagging you about not wearing enough layers in the winter? That’s not normal boss stuff. It was obvious he was into you.”

Sophie laughs, a quick, bright sound. “Well, you were right. He finally admitted it. He confessed to me–get this–on Christmas Day.”

My eyes go wide. “Wait, seriously?” I wave the waiter over, ordering us a plate of pastries and another round of tea. Once he’s gone, I lean in, propping my chin on my hand. “Okay, I need every detail. Spill it.”

She tucks a strand of red hair behind her ear, her grin fading into something softer. “So, I’d been planning to quit my job before Christmas. Charles was in Europe for some winter fashion expo, and figured I’d send in my resignation while he was away. I wanted to start my own clothing brand–you know, something for Asian Americans. There’s barely anything out there that really fits our style or bodies.”

I nod, totally getting it. Sophie’s half Korean, petite in a way I’ve never been. I’ve seen her struggle in stores, frowning at dresses that hang too loose or pants that need hemming. “That’s such a good idea,” I say. “You’ve got the eye for it.”

“Thanks,” she says, then continues. “Anyway, I didn’t expect Charles to come back early. But he did–and he showed up at my apartment, resignation letter in hand. He handed it back to me and said he didn’t want me to go. I told him why I was leaving- about the brand, my dream–and instead of arguing, he just… got it. He said he’d back me, even sponsor me to get started. We ended up in my room that night, talking business plans for hours. I was so excited I couldn’t sleep. We cracked open some wine, and then–out of nowhere–he kissed me.”

My jaw drops a little, and I catch myself grinning. “He kissed you?”

“Yeah,” she says, her voice dropping. “And then… well, one thing led to another, and we slept together.”

let out a yelp before I can stop myself, then clap a hand over my mouth as a few heads turn our way. “You slept with Charles?” I whisper, leaning closer. “So, are you guys official now?”

Sophie shrugs, swirling her spoon in her latte. “The next morning, he told me he’s serious about me–that it wasn’t just a one–night thing. He said he’s liked me for a while and asked me to be with him. I told him I’d think about it. I still haven’t decided.”

I tilt my head, curious. “Why not say yes? What’s holding you back? Is it the age gap–he’s what, ten years older? Or do you not feel anything for him?”

She rolls her eyes. “You think I care about age? Or what people might say? It’s not that. It’s just… I’ve always seen him as my boss, you know? Or like a big brother I looked up to. I was scared to even joke around with him before–he’s always been this figure I respected. Now he wants me to be his girlfriend, and I don’t know how to switch gears. It’s weird.”

I sip my tea, thinking it over. After all the back–and–forth with Sean I’ve learned a thing or two about feelings. “Okay, but do you like him? Like, that night–did you feel something?” I say, keeping my voice gentle. “Sometimes your body knows before your head catches up.”

Sophie, who’s usually so bold and loud, actually blushes. She glances around, then leans in close, her voice barely above a whisper. “That night? I was… happy. Really happy. We, uh, did it three times,

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Chapter 282: We Did It Three Times

I burst out laughing, trying to keep it quiet so we don’t draw more stares. “Three times? Sophie, come on! That’s not just a casual hookup. You’ve got feelings for him–admit it.”

She groans, hiding her face in her hands. “Maybe! I don’t know! It’s so confusing.”

“Look,” I say, reaching over to nudge her arm. “You don’t have to figure it all out right now. But Charles sounds like he’s serious, and he’s supporting your dream. That’s big. Give him a chance. I mean, who’d have thought our Christmases would turn out this wild? Sean proposing to me, Charles confessing to you–it’s like something out of a movie.”