Nine months too late: After divorce by Baby Charlene

Chapter 95

The week that followed was haunting for Lana. She kept up with more alcohol, less food and didn't even go for her scheduled checkups.

Despite how badly she wanted to believe everything would be fine, a part of her knew she was lying. Lancelot's return couldn't mean well for her.

For

one week, she kept dreading and anticipating his confrontation. And finally, he did.

She was in a deep slumber that afternoon when her phone rang. There was an empty bottle of alcohol on the floor beside her bed, while she laid carelessly.

It took her a minute to gather herself, then take the call when the unknown number called for the second time.

"Hello?" Her voice came out sleepy.

"Missed me?"

Her eyes widened when she heard the voice. She sat up instantly the remnants of sleep and drowsiness quickly abandoning her.

Her

grip tightened around the phone; her tongue was too heavy to get any more words out.

"Oh, I'm sure you did." He laughed. "Well, we have a à lot of catching up to do, don't we? I need you to come over to Ember and Vine in one hour. Not even a minute late, and I mean it, Lana." He ended the call. Lana's heart was in her throat. For several minutes, she was frozen in bed, her heart racing in her chest as though, it was being chased.

A while later, she was dressed despite how difficult it had been. She had selected the clothes at random and didn't put color into consideration.

She ran to her mother's room, telling her what had happened.

"Okay? And what do you want me to do?" Rebecca asked. She was standing in her closet, sorting her things.

"Mum, come on! I need your help. I don't...I don't know, anything at all! What can we do in this situation?"

"We?" Rebecca looked at her. "Did you say 'we'?" She burst out laughing.

The

L

sound

laughter cut through Lana's heart,

because I was trying to fight for you; to fix your mess. And what did I get in return? Blames and ungratefulness." She turned back to

was dumbstruck for a

I was just being scared. I don't

Her voice rose a notch. "Just go fix your mess yourself, Lana. I don't want to be disturbed." Lana's a's tears fell freely. She gave her mother a long stare, but

wiped hertears and left to fight her battles

at the restaurant he'd given. But fortunately, he was in the garden which

she approached. "Oh,

him. He may

sure looks good on you. Are you as curious as I am to

It was

Lana could

cou not to

take one of the

could sit." He wagged

a b***h.

in disbelief. The son of a

on the table and

from his glass of milkshake. "What was your reaction when you heard I survived the gunshot?" Lana glanced at

everyone else,

be

the same

me."

nurse did, and she's in jail for it. The

b***h!" He slammed his hands

fright, her

pain and terror he' 'd passed through, Lancelot was so close to strangling

death, b**h," he gritted. "I understand that I held

"I didn't try to kill you. Why would

threatening until his lips stretched into a smile. "You didn't.