Nine months too late: After divorce by Baby Charlene

Chapter 2

Sylvie stayed up late, waiting for Kage.

Con

She was in her night robe and stood at the balcony with her second cup of coffee. These things never did work on her.

It was past eleven, yet her beloved husband' was still not home

Sighing, she recalled how she had gotten married to him.

She and Kage had been sworn enemies from teenage hood. Then, when his grandfather died two years ago, it was discovered he willed over half of the company to Kage, but on the condition that he'd get married to Sylvie.

It was something neither of them could understand. And unfortunately, the old man wasn't around to clarify things.

Kage had wanted to forfeit the inheritance as he hated Sylvie enough to not get married to her, but his murn had worked really hard to make sure it happened. At that time, their company was on the verge of going bankrupt and Kage's mum offered to help them if they'd agr Considering how helpful it would be for her family, Sylvie had to agree. And the Hawkins valued a good name. Hence, she and Kage had to make the world think they had a perfect marriage.

They were the worst kind of couple ever, and Sylvie couldn't wait for the contract expiration which was in two weeks. Kage's lawyer was already preparing the divorce agreement.

Their relationship was so bad, they didn't deem it fit to live alone and had to live in their family home, with some members of the Hawkins. The marriage was hell. Sylvie could only hope she gets to find someone better when she divorces Kage.

She shivered slightly from how cold she felt outside. But she couldn't go in, not yet. She needed to see Kage and get the important information across. And this important information' had nothing to do with her father's request.

but decided it was useless. Every man deserved to know he was having a child, even he

up so late?" A masculine voice hit

turned to find Ridge wearing his

Ridge," she rolled her

young man stood beside her, staring

in a tone that would've meant he cared. But Sylvie

a crime to

pretty lady

"Spare me, Ridge.

told you countlessly, Sylvic, I could help warm your bed. My cousin wouldn't even know well because..." he chuckled...he doesn't even care. Sylvie exhaled deeply, then

was pissed by

"Nothing to say?"

to an empty brain. Just let me

was offended her by her

"You must speak to me

of me. This instant," she spoke between gritted

released

like your soon-to-be ex-husband

mumbled "Just think about what I