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-"

pay me surprise visits, Cindy." He took a step forward. "I thought I

two more steps towards her. Cindy found them threatening and found herself retreating

"Fine. I'm sorry, okay? I just thought I could do something

faltered as awkwardly as it had

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

hair." He tipped his head towards

touched the pony. "Well,

It's not like hers," Kage's reply was instant and

Cindy's face vanished again. She dropped her eyes nervously

He lowered his eyes to her

Cindy glanced down at her

he spoke. "She doesn't

walked past her, going to stand before

with tears. She rolled her eyes and blinked rapidly,

with looking like me,

facing her as he stood

I not

the watch he'd unlocked from his wrist

table.

you didn't have a purpose, do you think you'd be

if she had to say a

real relationship, and you know it. You agreed to being used by me- however I want it. And in return,

Cindy sniffed, forcing her legs to stay rooted to the ground and

must be excited having one of your greatest dreams achieved. We may have sex, Cindy, but each

sniffled, stepping back and away

could never love her when he offered the deal to her two years ago. Yet, there was a foolish part of her that had hoped she could change him, get him to love

being cruel, but one day, she'll make him hers. He'll belong only to her and

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

*****

a weary look in her eyes as she stared at the phone in her hand, particularly at the last sent text in her inbox: 'Why aren't

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 to reach out to her

day, she'd contacted a hacker to help track the number, but it turned out the text had been sent from a burner phone which was difficult to