Nine months too late: After divorce by Baby Charlene

Chapter 75

Sylvie kept wondering if it was only a coincidence that Lancelot ended up shot after his argument with Lana in the bar the previous day. The coincidence was alarming, but the last thing Sylvie wanted was to get involved in any more drama than she was already in. Kage kept calling her the whole day. She knew he must know where she was but wanted to give her some privacy. A little seemed to have changed with him. But unfortunately, she needed to end things with him. Later in the evening, she called him to make sure he was home, then went to his place.

Her nervousness increased with each step that brought her closer to his doorstep. I need to do this-she kept telling herself. For her family, for the kids. But it wasn't for herself. No. Because what herself would have wanted was to give the Hawkins the middle finger and go for who she wanted. But she wasn't living for herself anymore.

She met Kage in the living room-wearing shorts and a vintage top. He looked so good in it, she wondered how she'd managed to be around him all this while without drooling.

"Hey." He tipped his chin at her. "How are you doing?"

The way he looked at her, it was as though he knew something was wrong, and she was about to say something even more

wrong

"I'm good." She swallowed. "Uh... I heard what happened with Lancelot. Sorry about..."

"He's still alive, just unconscious," he cut her off. "And you should know I don't give a damn about him."

Well, neither did Sylvie. The man had been a pain in her as** for years; she wasn't surprised anyone would hold enough of a grudge to want to kill him.

"I'm glad you're home." Kage adjusted in his seat. "You should..."

"I came to get my things." Her heart jumped into her throat as she spoke. She wasn't looking at him now. Of course, she couldn't.

"I'm sorry, Kage. I thought about what you said, and I... I don't think I can do this. I can't be with you."

The words expected it

ed bitter on her tongue. She never realized how much she wanted to be with him until now. She never feel such pain.

The way he stayed

silent, his cold eyes fixed on her, troubled her more than she cared to admit. She never knew a day would come when she'd give a damn about Kage's reaction.

"You and I, we can't be together. Go be with Lana, or anyone you want to. But it can't be me." She exhaled deeply. "We'll co- parent, if possible. But that's the only form of relationship we can have, Kage." In a more broken voice, she added, "I'm sorry, Kage." She went up the stairs. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she gathered her things. He didn't say anything. God, for the first time, silence killed her.

downstairs with her luggage, and by the time she arrived, he was nowhere in the

see that. She wished

into her car, crying on the way to

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passed out in his

be fine, okay? You'll be fine." She remembered him uttering

from that moment that she meant

was too late

on a vacation-away from all of this. And she was going to have

"How dumb can he be to miss a good shot!? All he had to do was quite simple! Shoot

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are, Lana, but you need to calm down. Okay? The

if it happens before the wedding? You think he wouldn't figure out we were the ones who almost had him killed? He might choose to jeopardize things

were moments

he doesn't

wide with curiosity. "And how

about your wedding. I'll take care

day concerning his grudge against Kage. She also mentioned a flash drive that contained evidence, and that Sylvie needed to find it at Westley's place. Sylvie

middle of the day. She knew he'd still be

to his

so the maids could tidy it. Only the

cook was around now.

and began searching. From what Evelyn had said, he wouldn't walk around with something that valuable.. there was a good chance it was there in

She hated that she was doing this to him-searching through his things. But she couldn't let him hurt

flash drives, but when she plugged them into

heard the sound of a car from outside and rushed out to see Westley's car

room, and as quickly as she

home

haste, intending to meet him in the living room. But she wasn't fast enough and met him