Nine months too late: After divorce by Baby Charlene

Chapter 124

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"What do I do with the dress?" Raphael asked as he and Kage stepped out of the car and began walking towards the house.

Kage was silent, a maid coming to take his jacket as soon as he stepped into the house.

He watched her go off, probably taking it to the laundry room.

"I don't care. I just don't wanna see it around," he grumped.

"Okay," Raphael shrugged. "I'll just stay here and finish what I have to do."

Kage went up the stairs while Raphael settled into the living room, turning on his system.

Approaching his bedroom, his steps slowed when he noticed his door was slightly open. There was someone in his room.

A frown creased his brows. Who dared to enter his personal space?

He walked into the room and found her in front of the mirror, touching her hair.

She turned to look at him and her eyes

lit

up

with a smile.

"Hey! You're home!" Cindy happily approached him.

"What're you doing here?" The ice in Kage's voice made her freeze halfway. "I don't remember having this conversation with you."

"Um... I thought I should surprise you. You know, I had some extra time and-"

Cindy." He took a step forward. "I thought I made myself explicitly clear when I said

more steps towards her. Cindy found

the back of her neck. "Fine. I'm sorry, okay? I

but it faltered as awkwardly as it

his eyes boring holes into hers. Cindy felt small under his scrutiny. She crossed her arms to

head towards it. "You changed

pony. "Well,

Kage's

vanished again. She dropped her eyes nervously

today." He lowered his eyes

Cindy glanced down at her dress.

His voice remained scokd as he spoke. "She doesn't like it. Today, you look

past her, going to

with tears. She rolled her eyes and blinked rapidly, forcing the tears

like me, huh?"

facing her as he stood before

not

paused, the watch he'd unlocked from his wrist hanging in his

set it down on the table. "You seem to forget

have a purpose, do you think you'd be good

knew that if she had to say

What we have going isn't a real relationship, and you know it. You agreed to being used by me- however

forcing her legs to stay rooted to the

achieved. We may have sex, Cindy, but each

She sniffled, stepping back and away

her understand he could never love her when

about to let go of that hope. Kage could continue being cruel, but one day, she'll make him hers.

today. Get out." He dismissed her as he turned and

*****

particularly at the last sent text in her inbox:

of the number of messages she's sent to her strange texter. It's been three days since she got the first text from them, and they were yet

help track the number, but it turned