Nine months too late After divorce (Sylvie and Kage) novel Chapter 151

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It was all the conviction the little girl needed. “Well… mum is hardly home. Sometimes, she comes late at night. And when she’s home, she’s mostly playing games with her friends. She doesn’t really have time for me and Asher. So, most of our offences go unnoticed.” 

“Oh… Does she have a job that makes her work at night?” 

Aura shook her head. “Mummy doesn’t have a job at all.” 

Sylvie’s mouth dropped open in shock. What? 

“But how… how’s that possible?” Her forehead crinkled in a frown 

‘Oh, God‘ she exclaimed in her head. That would explain why the kids were always looking this way. They weren’t well taken 

care of. 

“How does she make her money, then? Do you guys feed properly at home? Or do you have a relative that assists you?” 

Again, Aura shook her head. “Mummy only has friends, no relatives. But there’s a woman that always visits with supplies and money. That is how we eat.” 

Perhaps, a relative. 

But Sylvie was upset. Why did they have to depend on someone else to eat? Why couldn’t the mother find something doing rather than spending baseless time with friends? And considering the fact that she stayed out late, Sylvie didn’t want to imagine what she must be out doing. 

A terrifying thought settled in her heart. 

She looked at Aura intently as she asked. “Does she…hurt you?” 

Thankfully, Aura shook her head again. “She doesn’t have the time to notice when we do something wrong.” 

Sylvie took a deep breath of relief. Thank goodness. 

But that also meant they were being neglected. Could they even talk to her when they had issues? This lady didn’t even care enough to come pick them early from school. Everyday, they had to be the last to leave. 

Now, Sylvie was pissed. She really needed to talk to her. 

She turned to Asher. “Asher, could you tell me why you stopped talking? Did something get you scared?” 

Fear flickered across his eyes, startling Sylvie. 

He lowered his gaze, his legs no longer swinging 

God. Something was definitely wrong. 

Sylvie reached for his hand, giving it a little squeeze. “You don’t have to tell me now. But soon, you’ll be comfortable enough to tell me. Right?” 

He bobbed without looking at her. 

It’d be so wrong for him to grow this way. The kids didn’t seem like they were having the best life. 

Her heart clenched at the thought of her own twins and how perfect their lives would’ve been if things didn’t happen the way they did. 

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If she and Kage had still beep together, still in love, and the twins had survived, they’d have been so loved. 

“Did you know that man from yesterday?” Aura asked, and Sylvie knew she hss was referring to Kage. 

Her heart sank deeper. “Yes.” 

“Was he someone that hurt you in the past? You looked sad when you saw him.” 

Sylvie was amused by how observant she was. She forced a smile. 

“Actually, we used to know each other but stopped being friends due to some… circumstances. Let’s not talk about him, okay?” 

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They spent some more time together. But along the line, Sylvie got a call and had to go. But not without assuring them she’d be back the following day and have a talk with their mum. 

Returning home in the evening, Sylvie met her grandfather who reminded her of the dinner and told her to get ready. 

She was exhausted and wished she could get some rest, but Galen wasn’t one to be disobeyed. 

In thirty minutes, she was dressed in a short white dress with black heels, looking all set. Then, she left with Galen. 

After a thirty–five minutes drive, they drove into a mansion. 

“Where are we?” Sylvie looked at Galen as she asked, seated in the backseat with him. 

“You’ll see, dear.” 

They stepped out of the car when it stopped and made their way into the house, two maids already being out to lead them in. It wasn’t until they went in and found a couple in the living room that Sylvie finally understood where they were. 

Mr. Harry and his wife. Mr. Harry–the owner of Timeless Tale. Machai’s father. 

Oh, so these were who they were having dinner with. 

But her grandfather should’ve told her, then. Sylvie didn’t see a reason to hide it. 

“Cheng!” 

The couple stood up to welcome them. Sylvie greeted them politely, smiling when the woman pulled her into her arms. 

“My God. You’re so beautiful,” she remarked, staring intently at Sylvie’s face. 

“Thank you ma’am.” 

They joked around it until the couple led them to the dining which was already set with lavish meals. 

“My son will be joining us soon,” Mrs. Harry said. 

Oh. Machai would be joining them? 

“Already here.” His deep, rich voice filled the room. 

Sylvie’s legs wobbled, and she felt lucky she was always seated before he showed up. 

Like always, that uneasy feeling inched down her spine. That feeling of impending doom around this man. 

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“Ah, thank goodness!” Mrs. Harry said with relief. 

Machai’s eyes were warm as they looked at Sylvie. “Hi, Sylvic. How you doing?” 

“I’m… I’m good.” 

Seriously. Why did she have to stutter? 

She lowered her gaze, preferring to look at her 

meal which was being served by one of the maids. 

Now that they were all complete at the table, Sylvie 

that something didn’t feel right. 

She was having dinner with Mr. Harry and his family, and her grandfather had kept it a secret from her. She was having dinner with Mr. Harry and his family, and 

Why did something feel off about this? 

The dinner went well with the family bringing up light–conversations, although Syivie hardly joined in them. 

She could feel Machai’s gaze on her most of the time, and even though he was smiling, it still unsettled her. 

Oh, Machai. Creepy Machai. 

“Cheng, why don’t we tell her now?” Mr. Harry suddenly said. 

Sylvie stopped chewing midway to glance up at them, her eyes sliding between the two men. Tell her what now? 

“Oh, that’s true.” Galen shifted in his seat. 

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For a moment, he seemed uncomfortable before he turned to Sylvie. “Dear, I got to understand that you and Machai have gotten a little friendly.” 

Friendly? Sylvie was tempted to correct him. Machai had only given he a ride home, just one time. She really wouldn’t say they were friends, even if it was obvious he’s been trying to make it that way between them. 

“He came to me with a proposal. He’d like for you two to get married.” 

Her eyes stretched in shock, her jaw dropped to the floor, and for a moment, she felt like she lost the ability to comprehend, because she refused to grasp the meaning of the words her grandfather had just said. 

“What?” She mouthed before she could stop herself. 

Machai’s smile widened, delight dancing in his eyes. 

“He said he’s willing to take it slow, dear.” Mrs. Harry added, as if to placate the issue. “Our son perfectly understands how difficult your love life has been and is ready to go slow with the whole process.”