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-"

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

more steps towards her. Cindy found them threatening

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

forced a smile, but it faltered as awkwardly as

felt small under his scrutiny. She crossed

tipped his head towards it. "You

she touched the pony. "Well, yes. Do you

Kage's reply was instant and

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

not dressed like her today." He lowered his eyes to her

her dress. "It's a

he spoke. "She doesn't like it.

walked past her, going to

her eyes and blinked

what's so wrong with looking like me, huh?" She turned

facing her as he stood before

not good

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

on the table. "You seem to

around to face her, leaning his waist against the table. "If you didn't have a purpose, do you think you'd be good

her throat. Cindy knew that if she had to say a word,

going isn't a real relationship, and you know it. You agreed to being used by me- however I want it. And in return, I

toward her. Cindy sniffed, forcing her legs to stay rooted to the ground and not

having one of your greatest dreams achieved. We may have sex, Cindy, but each time I take

broke free. She sniffled, stepping back

made her understand he could never love her when he offered the

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

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

*****

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

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

to help track the number, but it turned out the text had been sent from a burner phone