Nine months too late: After divorce by Baby Charlene

Chapter 22

With a smile, Westley reached out, taking her hand on the table

The wanted to do this for sometime now. I know you haven't really had a rosy past, but I want you and should be loved. You're beautiful, intelligent, hardworking. Who wouldn't want someone like you?" He chuckled. "You know you can be loved. inade me fall for you even without really trying So, I'm starting with this first major step. Be my woman, Sylvie Price. I want

Shivers coursed down Sylvie's spine. As she stared at his hand holding hers, a tear finally escaped it's darm

It hurt. It hurt because she knew it could never be possible.

I'm sorry, Westley," she shook her head, withdrawing her hand from his. Em sorry, I can't There was a crack in her voice. Westley's brows gathered in confusion "Sylvie Sniffling, she stood up with her bag. T... I have to go now.

She turned and left in a hurry.

She had just left the gate when Westley ran up to her, seizing her hand.

"Sylvie, why... what're you so upset about?" His tone reflected how confused he was

Just let me go, Wes

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry if I asked at a wrong time. But can you at least, given thought you'd want this."

me a reason? Come on. I thought we w

were cool? I

She looked at him with eyes red from tears. God, she had been foolish. She never should ve led him on, knowing she could never be with him. What was she expecting?

Tm sorry," she looked away, but Westley held onto her hand.

"Sylvie, come on. Talk to me! Is there something wrong with me?"

"No! Of course, not, she scoffed.

something w... cherish

Wes, it's not

"Then, what is it?"

Π.Ι

If you think I'm gonna hurt you like Kage

pregnant! The words left her

out. She finally let go of the burden. Westley was as cold as ice, his eyes mirroring his

fell from hers. Yeah, that was

a tear rolled out of her eye as she continued. "kage thinks I lost the baby, and since † aliscovered I didn't. I've been keeping it a secret from him.

to at lum now "So, you aren't the problem.

Idune day

want to hurt to and rom our friendship. But

walked away from him, paused and looked

He'd been drunk and forced himself on me that night. And when I'd told him initially of being pregnant, he acctised me of taking advanta "So, Wrs, I might be intelligent and all, but I'm unlucky. You don't deserve someone like

her Face and started for the road,

found his voice, but it was too late

She was sick

morning sickness that made her

She had given it a good thought and concluded she needed to finish up the project. Her father would be too

in his office. He asked me to relay the information as soon as you arrive,"

burning up. If only she could go through

mumbled before walking

him

for some minutes before

you visiting someone, Ms. Price? What're you

a head to toe stare, rolling

drama coming, and God knows

reporting to work yesterday. I was sick and in

but the manner with which she spoke... She sounded tired. Too

for sometime, pulled out one of