Nine months too late: After divorce by Baby Charlene

The thought settled in her head as she made her way to the room. Giving it a deep thought, she returned his call.

"Hey," his rich voice reached her ears.

H... Hey. Uh... Mr. Harper, how're you....

"Nah, don't do that with me. We're past the whole formalities already, Sylvie."

She cleared her throat. "How did you get my contact?"

You're a business lady, Sylvie. Getting your contact shouldn't be so difficult."

Still, why was he calling? She thought their acquaintance would end at the bar.

"I was hoping I could buy you a drink tonight, he proposed.

Sylvie's brows furrowed. "Oh.. thank you. But I don't think that's necessary. I'm..."

"Come on.. Sylvie. Just one drink, I promise."

Sylvie was tempted to agree, but thinking of the child. She couldn't tell if alcohol would affect it or not. The other night, she had been too miserable give it a thought, but now, she wasn't sure she wanted to take any more.

Tm sorry, Westley, but I can't make it. I'm occupied with something," she said.

There was an echo of disappointment in Westley's sigh.

"Okay, then. Lunch, maybe?" He proposed

Til... think about it

Wait, was he forgetting she was married? How could he be asking her out on lunch?

There was no way she was giving it a thought. Besides, she was pregnant. There was no way shewas hanging out with a man while being pregnant for another.

After a few more pleasantries, the call ended.

Four days later after much persuasion from her father, Sylvie returned to the Hawkins mansion.

It was evening when she did, and Phoebe was in the living room, having a drink with her daughter. They looked at her with

disdain

"Where have you been, huh? At some sick man's place?" Phoebe grumped.

Sylvie suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. They've never liked her. Despite Phoebe being the one that convinced her to get married to Kage, she always held a grudge against Sylvie for manipulating Kage's grandfather for entangling her with Kage. Everyone believed Syl Were.

"Hi, mum. Sylvie mumbled as she headed for the stairs.

"You know, you should wait a little longer before running off to meet your little boyfriends. Your marriage with my son will be ending in a week. You must not disrespect the contract."

Sylvie wanted to walk away but couldn't. She turned to face her.

"I was at my dad's place, mum. Unlike your son, I don't have plans right after the marriage."

Phoche snorted. Turning around, she ascended the stairs.

1236 PM

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Getting to the hallway leading to her room, She found Kage. He held a drunk in one hand, while the other held his phone to his ear.

He passed her a head-to-toe stare as she approached.

Sylvie had already prepared all of her defenses in her head. She wasn't going to let herself get scolded for taking a few days off the insane family. "Yeah, the blue one. It needs to be the latest model," he spoke into the phone.

"No, if it isn't the Lamborghini, I do not want it."

Sylvie narrowed her eyes. Obviously getting a new car.

"Til call you back.". Kage spoke into the phone before he brought it down it from his ear.

"You're back." He acknowledged, slipping the phone into his pocket.

From the way he appeared, he'd just gotten home and hadn't even changed yet.

"Yeah, I'm back, Sylvie narrowed her eyes.

She walked past him.

"You saw my calls and texts, didn't you? What makes you think it's cool to ignore them?" He asked, bringing her to a pause as she turned around at him.

"Well, Kage, I didn't wanna talk to you. Familiar with that concept?"

Anger flickered across his face. It vanished as quickly as it came.

"I also don't wanna talk to you most of the time, Sylvie. So, the rare lucky times that I do, you don't ignore me

"Oh, excuse me! Did you seriously say lucky? What makes it lucky when all you have to say is bullshit?"

Tine. Go do whatever you want. I don't even care."

His words stung Sylvie. But she did a good job masking how she truly felt.

"Of course. I'd be terrified if you actually did care. Since when did people without a heart start to care?" She rolled her eyes.

I'm sure you wouldn't care either about your baby - she thought bitterly.

"Just don't bring a fucking stain to my name, Sylvie. I keep telling you that," he said behind her.

This time, she ignored him as she headed for her room.

When she was completely out of sight, Kage scrolled through his phone and made another call. "Yeah. How's it going with the doctor's appointment?" He stared into the distance Sylvie had taken. "It's been secured, sir. We'll be meeting with her tomorrow, the person on the

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He'd gotten info that Sylvie had been visiting a gynaecologist. He knew there were various reasons people visited a gynaecologist, still he was concerned. So, he'd secured a meeting with the doctor the next day to know what was happening.

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The doctor had a warm smile on her face as she stared at Kage who sat across from her. The man who ran one of the richest companies in the world. The billionaire Kage.

The doctor never thought she'd see him seated in her office.

"What I want is quite simple," he pressed. "She's my wife, afterall, I deserve to know what is going on with her."

"I perfectly understand, sir. But over here, we take confidentiality seriously. She wouldn't be happy if I released this information without her consent. I'm sure you also wouldn't be happy if someone did same to you." The doctor was as she could

"I don't care about your rules. I'm not leaving here until I know why Sylvie has been paying you visits."

The doctor held her words.

Scanning his eyes, his gaze rested on her badge.

polite

"Meredith Lucas," he read it out. "Are you aware my company is one of the funders of this hospital? Your boss, the man at the very top - Mr. Krester-use to be friends with my grandfather. Trust me, kicking you out of here wouldn't be an issue. IThis text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

wouldn't even need a valid reason.

To that, the doctor swallowed hard. Now it wasn't looking good.

"S.. Sur. 1. The words lodged themselves in her throat. Of course she knew how very powerful Kage was. If he wanted to get her fired, he could do that without lifting a finger.

She had no choice. Closing her eyes, she inhaled deeply.

The thing is, she's pregnant.