Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 48 – What is Daddy’s Excuse Now? (Anj‘s POV) 

“Finish your breakfast, girls,” I said after sipping my coffee. They keep glancing at my cellphone beside me, and when they do, Dylan looks at it, too, and Anya secretly gazes at us. After my conversation with Dylan last night, he seemed to treat my girls with extra sugar. Without him knowing, it was only making it difficult for me. I still like him, but not as much as before I had the triplets... No, my change of heart happened when I met the monster in the red Ferrari sportscar. 

“Did daddy call already?” Selene asked worriedly, and I could understand her worries because the feeling was mutual. 

I had to stay awake almost all night studying and formulating scents for the perfume because I didn‘t know where to get a daddy, I was confused now because of what Dylan did last night, and I could not stop worrying about them. “Not yet,” I was forced to give my answer when five pairs of eyes stared at me. “Finish your breakfast,” I said again as I rose to my feet and took my phone, putting it in my bag. 

“What if Daddy doesn‘t show up tomorrow,” Anya was not done with her question yet when my daughters gaped at me anxiously as if their aunt was asking if tomorrow was the end of the world. 

She cleared her throat and smiled at me apologetically. “What if he was in a very, veeeerrrrrryyyyy important meeting,” she sighed. “It happens, you know, in school events. Will you get mad at mommy?” 

“We will never get mad at mommy,” Leyanne glanced at me, but she uttered the words sadly.” What is daddy’s excuse now?” She looked at Anya sipping coffee. “Zombies?” Anya coughed, almost choking at the coffee she was drinking. I chuckled, not at what happened to my cousin, but at the silly idea my daughter came up with. “Where did you get that idea, Leyanne?” I asked while opening Dean Jones‘ text message, reminding me of an important meeting this afternoon but not exactly telling me what it was about. 

“The Train to Busan movie,” she answered after drinking her milk. “We watched it with Mrs. Salvador.” 

know that I don‘t like you watching scary movies.”

as she thought. “She... We have to –” She turned her head to Leyanne. “We have to tell where we got our looks,” she said, her eyebrows raised at me. Selene puckered her lips as she raised both eyebrows. “Do we look

at him. “You all got your looks from your mommy,” he said, smiling as he glanced at

smile or not. Anya, sitting across from my girls, propped her elbows on the table, her hand touching her chin

mom grew up with me, so let me see....” She raised her eyebrows and smiled. “The cutie pointed nose; you

cutting her, but she only

her eyes at me. “You have the same heart–shaped face as your mom,” She smiled when my children listened to her attentively, and then she heaved a sigh. “Your Uncle Dylan is right. You all got your looks from

what they got from their father. Although we didn‘t spend much time together, I always see him in them. I didn‘t need to look at my

“When you knit your eyebrows,” I laughed when they did. “You‘re almost like him.”

more,” Leyanne

have your father‘s eye color,” I kissed her

Helene gasped, cupping Leyanne‘s face and gaping at her as she compared her eyes to Selene. I kissed the top of Lyra Helene‘s head. “You may be triplets, but your nose is

bossy attitude.” I kissed her cheek. “So, what happened to you not remembering him?” Dylan asked despite my children‘s presence.