Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 77 – Slipping (Anj‘s POV) 

“Wife?” Dylan glowered at Sky. 

Selene giggled, brushing the strands of hair loosened from the ponytail I did. “You looked funny, Uncle Dylan,” she said and ran to her father. “Daddy, my hair,” 

“Let‘s talk about this later, Dylan. Not in front of my kids, please,” I glanced at Sky, squatting to fix Selene‘s hair. I wish I could hear what he was telling her because she was nodding; her face glowed like a full moon in the excitement of what she was hearing. 

I was beginning to become jealous because this had never happened before. Whenever there was a problem, it was always Mommy, not Daddy. Sighing, I walked past Dylan, plastered a big smile at Mrs. Antonetta, whom I would only see now, and opened my arms to her. “There‘s the traitor!” She squinted her eyes and pouted at me. “A traitor?” I laughed, pushing the brim of my eyeglasses as I embraced her. “Happy birthday!” I said, kissing her on the cheek. 

Like any grandmother, my presence, whom she treated as her granddaughter, already brought her to tears. 

“I missed you, child!” She sniffed and peeked at my shoulder. “Where are the little walking brains?” 

I almost guffawed at her word. I turned to my back and gestured my hand to come closer to me. They all draw themselves together at Sky, wrapping their tiny arms around him as if it was dangerous to come forward. He had to lower his head, whispered, probably, promises in their ears, and they started stepping forward. 

Mrs. Antonetta, the residents, and staff who saw the triplets for the first time gasped, looking at them with awe. 

“My, My! Look at you. I wondered if Mommy got a piece of her big brain in you,” She chuckled, opening her arms to them. “Good Lord, she must have prayed too much that heaven blessed her with three.” 

what she said. She looked up and narrowed her eyes at Sky. “And you, young man, come here. So, you‘re

best actor, he smiled and walked to her to embrace and

hope she‘s not talking numbers while having –” “Woah!“I cut in. “Too many ears to cover, Mrs. Antonetta.” I laughed. “I only have two hands. Even if daddy joined me, we still

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were half

Antonetta?” Sky asked, hoping to change

me,” Anya gripped my upper arm, her lips showing an apologetic smile before snatching me away from Sky and my children. I followed her to the corner, pretending to arrange the food on the table. “What is Sky doing here? What happened to will–not–see–each–other–anymore?” She uttered in a hushed tone, although no one could

again?” 

with Mrs. Antonetta, before turning my head on her. “Sky‘s looking for Angela.” I shook my head. “I mean,

nodded, her eyes pinned on Sky. “I guess he

whether he knew about it or not, I‘m leaving with my kids. I won‘t let him take my

that. Just look at how he adores his children. And you,” she pointed

so. He just threatened me this morning in the shower–“I pursed my lips then hissed, hating myself for slipping. She lifted an eyebrow and tilted her head to look at me. “Shower? Hmm... A billionaire with probably a big house, but you talked in the shower. Fully clothed, I hope.” I ignored her, holding the wooden spoon and mixing the vegetable salad in the bowl again. “Don‘t lie to me, Angela. What happened last night? How many times?” She cast a sharp look at me and took the wooden spoon. “And stop playing with the vegetable salad. They‘re dizzy already.” “Four times,”

I said, breathing

nervously when Sky glanced my way. “I can‘t, Anya. I promised him no one would know about us, and I can‘t get involved with anyone.”