The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife novel Chapter 146

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire’s Ex Wife

Chapter 146: Don’t You Know How Annoying You Are?-2

No, Angela Popiled. “I just don’t want to waste your time anymore

She paused, then added with unsettling calmness, “If you hadn’t shown up unannounced, we wouldn’t be having this conversation now, I’m… tired, Christopher,

“Tired? 1 echoed, surprised by the depth of pain her words inflicted

“Yes, tired. I’ve made it clear I don’t have feelings for you, but you continue to pursue me. I spend energy every day managing this situation, and it’s exhausting. Especially since returning to New York I don’t have the patience for this anymore. Please stop wasting your time on me. Find someone who deserves your attention

Her words triggered something deep within me. A cold flash shot though my eyes as unbidden memories suddenly surfaced.

“Don’t you know how annoying you are?” My mother’s voice, sharp and cruel, echoed from my childhood. ‘Is your world only about me? Why do you always cling to me? Go bother your father! You useless child, what are you telling me? It’s because you’re so worthless that he treats me this way!”

I could feel the cold marble floor beneath my knees, the icy water poured over my head, the sensation of nearly drowning in that apartment so many years ago.

“Mom… I’m sorry… I was wrong…” My childhood voice trembled in my memory as my mother turned away, leaving me shivering alone.

I bit my lower lip unconsciously, my hands clenched into fists so tight my knuckles turned white. I struggled to contain the emotions threatening to overwhelm me.

Angela continued, oblivious to my internal turmoil. “I’ve been very clear. I hope from now on you’ll focus on your own life and stop seeking me out.”

She gathered her purse and stood. A server approached with our order. “Ma’am, your latte…”

“No need, thank you,” Angela responded, then walked out of the cafe without looking back. I watched her silhouette disappear into the night, feeling a cold emptiness spread through me.

The server noticed the change in me–the sudden chill emanating from my body, the pallor that must have overtaken my face and lips, as though I’d been struck physically.

“Sir, are you alright?” he asked, leaning closer with concern.

“Get away!” I exploded suddenly, violently sweeping the tray from his hands.

Hot coffee splashed across his uniform and skin. He cried out in pain stumbling backward. The café fell silent as other patrons turned to stare, whispers and gasps filling the space.

Reality crashed back into me. I blinked, suddenly aware of my outburst and overcome with shame. I quickly moved to help the server up.

“I’m terribly sorry,” I said with genuine remorse. “I lost control. Are you hurt? I should take you to the hospital to be checked.”

Confusion and wariness filled the server’s eyes as he struggled to reconcile the enraged man from moments ago with the polite gentleman now helping him.

“I–I’m fine, sir,” he stammered.

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Chapter 146: Don’t You Know How Annoying You Are?–

rently pulled up his sleeve to examine the injury, its arm was already turning red and swelling. My expression darkened with

concerns.

*Use cold water Immediately to reduce the temperature, I Instructed accompanying him to the back of the cafe to rinse the burn.