Chapter 43 The Daddy Problem (Anj‘s POV) My three girls may be five years old, turning six, as Selene would always correct, but they talk and think like adults. In Sta. Louisiana, where I gave birth to and raised them, we lived in a dormitory where they got to interact with university students and young adults. 

Always wanting to be practical, I did not think of needing to live in an apartment where I had to find a nanny, pay a rental cost, and worry about myself and my children. Mrs. Salvador, a retired schoolteacher, looked after my daughters while I worked and studied. Most of the time, my housemates volunteered to take care of them. 

Only when I came back that I realize their need to interact with kids their age when Sister Grace reminded me why she made me join in Anya‘s classes before, but I guess I was too late. Looking at them, I didn‘t want to think I had stolen their precious childhood. “Mommy‘s free today. What do you want to do?” I asked them while having breakfast. Dylan glanced at me, probably wondering why the girls were quiet. “Mommy‘s not mad, you know,” I added before sipping coffee. 

Leyanne pursed her lips as she looked down. 

“Why? What happened yesterday?” Dylan asked curiously, and by the looks on his face, I was sure Anya did not tell him anything. “Did you meet the daddy?” “Nope!” Lyra Helene answered, putting her glass of milk on the table. “We hired one.” 

Dylan raised his eyebrows. “You hired someone to be your daddy?” he looked at them with amusement. 

“Uh–huh!” she nodded, looking at me. “Don‘t worry, mommy. We paid him.” 

I pressed my lips, unsure if I wanted to laugh or cry. They didn‘t need to pay Sky to pretend to be their father because he is really their daddy. I scowled at Anya, hoping she would not spill the beans as to who they hired to play as their daddy yesterday and just let him know from their staff what exactly happened. 

“Will you be hiring him again on Family Day?” Dylan looked at Lyra Helene, avoiding my eyes. “That‘s in two days. It will be your problem if daddy doesn‘t show up.” 

down her chair, and ran to me, sitting on my lap. “I‘m sorry, mommy. Leyanne told me not to go out, but I still did. Selene said she‘d just tell my classmates daddy‘s not coming, but I didn‘t like it. I wanna tell

course, you have a daddy,” I croaked, rubbing her back. I did not dare look at Dylan because right now, I wanted to strangle his neck for pressuring my children and me early in the morning She moved away from me to look at my face.

would appear. 

and like Lyra Helene, they were waiting for me to say the good news. I tapped the tip of her nose. “This time, I will force daddy to see you. I will divorce him if he doesn‘t come on

I caught a glimpse of Anya and Dylan. Anya looked worried, but Dylan seemed

until our birthday?” Selene asked, not blinking her eyes at me. I heaved a sigh. “Why don‘t you ask daddy when you see him?” I smiled sadly, wanting to cry and scream, hating myself, disliking Dylan

 

narrowed her eyes as she looked at her glass

nodded

my head to my cell phone I left on the couch. I kissed Lyra Helene on her

stood up, pretending I was okay despite feeling my legs wobbling. I knew Dylan and Anya saw my tears rolling down

knitted, seeing an unknown number on my phone‘s screen. I accepted the call, thinking it

morning!” It was a cheery sound of an older man. “I received a business card yesterday and wondered if I could do business with the three angels I

must be the mom!” He laughed. “Well,

products.” 

ask heaven what I did wrong for the divine agency to make jokes like this.

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