Nine months too late: After divorce by Baby Charlene

Chapter 91

After thinking of the perfect way to begin her enquires, Sylvie came up with one that was a have a lot of options. a little ridiculous. But she didn't

She pulled over in front of the school, then waited in the car until the bell rang and the kids came trooping out. She was taking a huge risk-she knew. But if it worked out, the risk would be worth it.

She left the car, scouring her eyes over the place and feeling relieved the moment she saw them-Lily and Cora.

They

were both carrying their backpacks with Lily holding Cora's hand as they hopped out of the building, heading for the central Pack to wait for their mum with the other kids. This was Sylvie's chance.

She went over, approaching them before they reached the park

"Hey, pumpkins!" She waved at them, wearing her bright smile

The girls' eyes beamed upon seeing her. "Aunty Sylvie!"

Sylvie didn't look suspicious for any of the staff around to stop her. She was a heavily pregnant woman decently dressed in a pair of jeans and black shirt. Who could suspect someone like her? How was school today?" Sylvie stroke Cora's hair. "It was fine."

"Did you come with mummy?" Lily asked, looking behind her.

Sylvie

e stuttered for a second before getting the words out. "No. And actually, your mum doesn't need to know I was here."

God, she hated that she was doing this to Evelyn's kids, but she didn't have a choice. Since her conversation with Westley three days ago, she's been restless. You see, myself and some other friends of your mum are planning a little surprise for her," she continued calmly as she led them to a seat in the park. They found an empty spot where she sat in the middle. "But to achieve that, there are certain things we must know. You see, it's an adult thing. So, I don't expect you to understand much, which is why I'm not going to explain further, but we want to help her heal from the of your dad. Do Do you understand what I mean?"

loss

Guilt stabbed Sylvie hard in the chest. For God's sake, she shouldn't be bringing up such sensitive topic!

Lily and Cora were just six and four. Hopefully, they were young enough to fall for her lies.

They bobbed their heads.

have a few questions. Has your uncle Lincoln been frequenting your place?" She looked around

to walk up to her questioning her kids, in their school without her knowledge, it'd

face bright with smiles. "Uncle Lincoln has been very nice to us. He visits everyday, bringing us gifts and snacks.

at the revelation. Lincoln sleeps

ear. "Your uncle seems really nice. Which is why he's my friend as well. But..did

Lily shook her head. "Back then, he

a lump forming in

mum..."

"They

very important for the process I told you about. Did mum and dad have any issues before he...you know,

to be happy," Lily muttered, staring down at the floor Then, one day, they started arguing. They fought all the time, and there was even a day dad left home for days. It didn't take long before he-" a little squeeze. Oh, she coullet her

I her hand,

the information she'd just receiv The chips and chipotle

issues before his death. And now, this was

heart raced beneath

Her heart raced

dipped her hand into her bag

I these for

the tremor in her

you!" Cora snatched two from her, while Lily

"Thank you, aunt Sylvie."

meeting a secret, alright? Remember, if mum knows, the surprise will be ruined, and she won't

the seat. "Now, just wait for her, okay? You can tell her you got the

"Bye!"

licking hers as Sylvie

car, she released the tensed breath she'd been holding. She rested her head on the steering wheel, trying to

why did it seem like she might be having some sort of relationship with Lincoln? Something wasn't right. But it didn't make sense that Evelyn would lie to her and have, Westley arrested.

drive home, Sylvie was disturbed and kept thinking of ways to complete the puzzle in her head. Her mind wouldn't be at rest until she's

home, all she wanted to do was spend a long time in the Jacuzzi. But when she stepped into the

furrowed. It was a white box