Chapter 125

Katrina moved back and forth across the room, gathering clothes and placing them neatly in a suitcase. Clarence sat on the bed, clutching her red panda toy tightly and watching her mother with curious eyes. Katrina paused to ruffle her daughter's hair, smiling warmly.

"What are you thinking about, sweetie?"

Clarence tilted her head, her gaze flicking toward the suitcase. "Daddy... go bye-bye?"

Katrina nodded gently. "Daddy has to go on a business trip, but he doesn't want to."

Clarence frowned. "Why?"

Katrina crouched beside her, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Because Daddy loves being here with us. But sometimes, he has to work far away so he can take care of everything we need."

Clarence's lower lip trembled, and she rubbed her eyes. "No Daddy."

Katrina pulled her into a hug, kissing her chubby cheeks repeatedly. "I know, sweetheart. I'm going to miss him too. But guess what? You can sleep next to me the whole time he's gone." She began tickling Clarence, eliciting squeals of laughter. "How does that sound?" "Fun, Mommy!" Clarence clapped her hands enthusiastically.

Katrina kissed her on the forehead. "We'll have so much fun playing games, singing, and snuggling up together."

Clarence cheered, and just then, Kylan entered the room with a smile. "What's going on here? Have you two been conspiring behind my back while I was at work?"

Katrina glanced at him and grinned. "We were packing your suitcase for your trip."

Kylan hummed thoughtfully and approached the bed. "Well, it looks like you forgot two important things."

Katrina tilted her head, amused. "What's that?"

"You and Clarence," he said with a smirk.

She laughed. "You can't pack us."

Kylan picked Clarence up and placed her in the small suitcase. "Sure I can. Look, she fits perfectly!"

Clarence giggled. "Yes, Daddy!"

Katrina shook her head, chuckling. "You're not taking her."

Clarence handed her toy to Kylan, who kissed her head. "Thank you, sweetheart. And who says I can't try?" He sighed, sitting on the bed with Clarence on his lap. "I hate these trips. I hate being away from you two." Katrina sat beside him, resting her hand on his arm. "You'll be okay. We'll call you, video chat. You'll see us all the time."

Kylan kissed Clarence's cheek and looked at her. "You're going to take care of Mommy for me, right?"

Clarence nodded earnestly. "Yes!"

"You'll keep her company at night too?"

Clarence giggled. "Hug Mommy!"

"Lots of hugs and kisses, okay?"

"Kisses!" Clarence shouted, throwing her arms around Katrina and peppering her cheeks with kisses.

She turned to Kylan. "I think someone else deserves some love before he leaves tomorrow

crawled into Kylan's lap, showering him with kisses while

back on the bed. "I should be home the following evening if

shut. "Don't rush back for us, okay? Your safety is the

But being away from

no racing

"Promise," he murmured.

bed, Clarence clutching her toy while Kylan held Katrina's hand between them. "I love family nap time," he

replied, her heart full as they

entertained with games and laughter,

phone finally rang, her heart leaped at the sight of his name.

she froze as she heard a woman's

"Have another drink, Kylan."

as she heard his response. "I don't know... I've already had two, and we should get

the

head to bed. Don't make me drag

softly. "Alright, alright. Today was

agreed. "A great job.

happy to please you, Kylan," she said, her voice

quicker we can get back to the hotel." "You're right," the woman replied, her tone shifting to something

movement, followed by

longer, Katrina ended the call. She stared at the empty side of the bed, her chest tightening with pain and uncertainty. She prayed it was all a misunderstanding, clinging to the memory of Kylan's love and the life they had built together. Finally, she closed her eyes, tears slipping down her cheeks as her mind replayed his words, "I love you so much." But tonight, those

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it. He groaned, fumbling with the screen, but Isabella's hand darted out, snatching it before

off guard, but before

she said, her tone

the line, her words weighted with unspoken tension. "Kylan?

sorry, he couldn't come to the phone now," she interrupted, oblivious.

stunned silence hung in the air, thick with

Katrina asked, her voice eerily calm, like the quiet before

he's now asleep," Isabella repeated, now

clipped reply, her tone dropping several degrees. "Tell Kylan not to bother calling back. He's done enough." The line went dead

moments later after he had gone to the bathroom to wake himself up. His face went pale as

you say?" he demanded, snatching the phone from

it was Katrina!" she stammered, her voice rising in panic. "She just asked where you were, and I... I told her you were putting me to bed because you just helped me to the couch earlier. That's all! I didn't mean

hear the rest. He was already dialing Katrina back, his pulse pounding in his ears. But each ring felt like an eternity, and when the voicemail clicked on, dread

of the bed in her and Kylan's room, her hands trembling as she dialed another number. Clarence stirred beside her, clutching her favorite stuffed toy. Katrina's eyes welled up as she saw it was the red

asked sleepily, sensing

baby," Katrina whispered, stroking her daughter's hair. "We're

up her phone and dialed her father's number. When her father answered on

stay with you for a bit? I need... I need to

told her he would pick

"Is everything okay, sweetheart?"

meet him soon so it doesn't make sense to

put down her phone and started packing up their things. The phone buzzed incessantly on the nightstand, but Katrina ignored it. Finally, after nonstop ringing, she answered, her tone

you want,

it's not what

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