The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife novel Chapter 303

Chapter 303: One Year later

Angela POV

One Year Later

The doctor’s smile told me everything before she even spoke the words.

*Congratulations, Mrs. Shaw. You’re pregnant.”

Sean’s hand tightened around mine, his eyes widening with a mixture of surprise and joy. We’d been trying for a few months, but somehow hearing it confirmed made it feel surreal.

“How far along?” I managed to ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

“About eight weeks,” she replied, checking her notes. “Everything looks perfectly healthy so far.”

I turned to Sean, who was staring at the ultrasound screen with wonder etched across his face. The tiny flickering heartbeat mesmerized us both–a new life, another chance, another beginning.

“We’re having a baby,” he said, as if testing the words. Then a smile broke across his face, and he kissed me right there in the examination room, not caring that the doctor was still present.

The ride home was filled with whispered plans and quiet laughter. We decided to tell the children right away–they were old enough now to understand and share in our excitement..

That evening, after dinner, Sean and I gathered Aria and Ethan in the living room. At six years old, they’d grown so much in the

past year.

“We have some news,” I began, exchanging a smile with Sean.

“Are we getting a puppy?” Aria interrupted, bouncing on the sofa. “Emma at school got a puppy last week and it’s sooooo cute!”

“Not a puppy,” Sean laughed. “But something just as exciting.”

I took a deep breath. “You’re going to have a little brother or sister. I’m pregnant.”

Aria’s eyes grew wide as saucers. “A BABY?” She practically shouted the word, launching herself toward me. “When? Where is it? Can

I see it?”

Ethan remained seated, processing the information with his typical carefulness. “How does the baby get here?” he asked finally.

“It’s growing in Mommy’s tummy,” Sean explained, sitting beside him “In about seven months, it will be big enough to be born.”

“There’s a baby in your tummy?” Aria asked incredulously, placing her small hand on my still–flat abdomen. “Right now?”

I nodded, covering her hand with mine. “Right now. But he’s very tiny, about the size of a raspberry.”

“It’s a boy?” Ethan asked, finally moving closer.

“We don’t know yet,” I said. “But something tells me it might be.”

Aria pressed her ear against my stomach, her face screwed up in concentration. “I can’t hear anything,” she complained.

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Chapter 303: One Year later

Sean chuckled. “The baby’s too small right now. But you can say hell if you want. He can’t hear you yet either, but it’s nice to practice.”

Ethan, not to be outdone by his sister, cautiously placed his hand next to Arias. “Hello, baby,” he said softly. “I’m your big brother.”

That simple introduction brought tears to my eyes. I looked at Sean, who was watching our children with such tenderness it made my heart ache. After everything we’d been through, here we were our family expanding, moving forward, healing.

Four months later, as the first signs of my pregnancy began to shown the gentle curve of my belly, to London. The date wasn’t chosen randomly–it was the first anniversary of Christopher’s death.

“Are you sure you’re comfortable flying?” Sean asked for perhaps the enth time since we’d boarded.

“I’m fine,” I assured him, squeezing his hand. “The docto

said

we found ourselves on a flight

travel s perfectly safe during the second trimester.”

As the plane reached cruising altitude, my phone chimed with an incoming video call. Sophie’s name flashed on the screen.

“It’s Sophie, I told Sean, who nodded and put on his headphones to give me some privacy.

Sophie’s face appeared, her eyes wild with excitement. “I can’t believe you’re pregnant again!” she practically shrieked. “I saw your Instagram post! Why didn’t you tell me first, you sneaky woman?”

I laughed, adjusting my phone. “I was going to call you this weekend, I swear. We’ve just been busy with preparations for this trip.

“I forgive you,” she said, mock–serious before breaking into a grin. “But only because I have amazing news too! Remember that sustainable fashion collection I designed? The one with recycled materials?”

“The ‘Second Chances‘ collection? Of course.”

“It won the Eco–Fashion Innovation Award!” Her face was radiant with pride. “The ceremony’s next month in Milan. You have to come–pregnant belly and all!”

“Sophie, that’s incredible! Of course I’ll be there.”

sliding around Sophie’s shoulders with easy

The camera jostled as someone else entered the frame. Charles appeared, his arm sli familiarity.

“Hello, Angela,” he said, his usual stern expression softened by a slight smile. “Congratulations on the pregnancy.”

“Thank you, Charles.”