Nine months too late: After divorce by Baby Charlene

Chapter 135

Not hesitating, the two staff Sylvie had come with scampered to their feet, scurrying toward the door.

A frown creased Sylvie's forehead. No. She wasn't having the room with him.

Raphael left as well, and within moments, it was just two of them in the room

But Sylvie wasn't having it.

Her hands trembled lightly as she packed up her things from the table. Kage quietly watched her as if he was being entertained. But it wasn't until she stood and turned towards the door that his voice filled the room. "What're you doing?"

Sylvie paused, her heart pounding in her chest as she held her bag strapped over her arm and her tablet to her chest.

She stilled, failing miserably at forming any words.

"I'd suggest you take your seat," Kage spoke in that frighteningly authoritative tone of his.

Only now, it got on Sylvie's nerves and she wished she could talk back at him.

But there was no way. Kage still had that effect on her-the one she'd always felt when they'd been married lovelessly for two years.

"I came here because I thought you were interested in checking out our designs. It turns out that wasn't the case. And if there's no business involved, I wouldn't want to be here, Mr. Hawkins," she managed to reply without looking at him.

She heard a cold scoff behind her. "If money's the problem, I could get a hundred designs if that'll make you happy."

the hell did he mean!? Money wasn't her or the family's problem and

as she glared at him, she couldn't get any of the words out.

His eyes were fixed on her as he moved, coming

now, he still looked so charming. So

wished could stay buried flooded her thoughts, making her weak in the

Three of you. I won't stand by and watch anyone threaten you. Not even my own

breath, lowering her eyes to the floor and pushing the memory to the the dark recess of her mind. They meant nothing

brought him closer to her. And although, she wasn't looking at him, she could feel his dark eyes eating her up, like

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him, she still feld bittered towards him

to meet his, her

that usual fake amusement in his eyes, like he enjoyed whatever it was he was doing to

annoyance crept into her voice. "You're free to date whoever you see fit, Mr.

should be careful with her tone and words around him. He was dangerous and

his head. "Yet, you make it

crumpled in a frown. "Your

you

after you slapped

got tied. Well,