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."

he mean!? Money wasn't her or the family's problem and he knew it.

the words out.

stood up. His eyes were fixed on her as he moved, coming closer. Something sharp hit

he still looked

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

anyone threaten you. Not even my own mother.' she remembered his words from that day when he'd

shaky breath, lowering her eyes to the floor and pushing the memory to the the dark recess of her mind. They meant nothing to him now. They should mean nothing to her as

eyes eating her up, like a true predator. For a moment, she feared he was going to get too close and touch her, but he stopped about three feet away, one hand

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for what she and Lancelot did to him, she still feld bittered towards him and

from the floor to meet his, her

in his eyes, like

annoyance crept into her voice.

with her tone and words around him. He was dangerous and had the

tilted his head. "Yet, you make it seem like

don't," she spat out almost immediately, her face crumpled in a frown. "Your girlfriend pushed me into the pool yesterday, just in case she didn't

you

after you slapped

tongue got tied.