Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 81 – Just My Stuff (Sky’s POV) 

I wish I knew what was going on in Angela‘s mind. 

She was quiet the entire drive from the amusement park to the nursing home. With three girls at the back telling me how their day went, I could imagine the fun but the horror of seeing their mother falling and getting hurt. 

“Uncle Dylan kept saying I‘m sorry to Mommy,” Selene said. 

“But Mommy was just crying, and then Uncle Dylan carried her to the clinic.” Lyra Helene continued. 

“Then Aunt Anya cried too because Mommy was hurt,” Leyanne added. “What did Uncle Dylan do to Mommy?” My hand gripped the car steering wheel, but I could not dare look at her or the kids in the rearview mirror. 

“We don‘t know,” Selene answered. “Maybe he took back the candy because Mommy ate his candy.” 

“Interesting.” I sighed, hating that I was getting angry as I imagined Dylan kissing Angela. 

We reached the nursing home, and like the first time I came here, I stopped in the same spot Angela parked the car and watched my kids unfasten their seatbelts, except for Selene. 

“I‘m gonna tell Grandma,” Leyanne said, going out first. “No! I‘m telling Grandma,” cried Lyra Helene, opening her side of the door and running after Leyanne. Her nostrils flared as she pursed her lips. “What‘s wrong?” I asked her, pressing my lips as I looked at her funny face. “I‘m stuck again, Mommy,” She complained. Angela moved to her seat, carefully turning her body to help her. “I‘m sorry, baby. Mommy will buy a new one soon,” she said, wincing as she used one hand. I didn‘t know why I just watched them when I could have done it for Selene. Our constant talk about not seeing each other that buying new child seats for the kids always slip my mind. Her hand magically did the trick and smiled at her when she finally unbuckled the seat belt. 

in going out of the car, leaving

her call and going out of the car to help Angela get out. Looking at her, I could say she was already feeling the pain because she hardly moved to her seat and waited for me patiently. “Sky, I just want to tell you that I dropped Anya and Dylan to the chicken restaurant, and they said they‘ll just hail a taxi to go there.” She said. “I‘m driving back to the office. Oh, should I cancel your dinner meeting with Mr. Sy?” “No. I‘ll just make sure Anj is settled, then I‘ll be on my way,” I said, opening

in my arms. I could already see

chuckled. “Replying to his secretary, yes to that dinner meeting,” she said as if writing or typing the words.

busy holding Angela, I could

yeah... Just be careful because Lalaine might look like an angel, but she‘s a

me. End the call, Catherine. End my misery,” I joked.

as if my children‘s stories were not enough and opened the door wide. “Nothing. Sky is just overacting, carrying me like an injured worker,” Only Angela laughed at her own joke. “I‘m fine, Sister Grace.” I

the bedroom, and the kids were nowhere inside her room. I closed the door and carefully placed her in her

asked, wanting to tell

and you have nothing to worry about because the kids love the pretend game, so we enjoy sleeping here,” She answered. “This used to be my old bedroom, and I stayed here when I wanted to

you for bringing me home.” Her lips curved a

something but with her looks, she seemed to have difficulty saying it

of the bed. “I‘ll just wait for Anya.” She was apple red already, and she shook her head again like she was trying to decide on something. “God, just say it. You don‘t have to worry about the time because I have plenty. I can still bring you to the hospital,” I hissed at her. She raised her palms to her cheeks, probably checking herself. “I felt really sticky and wished to have a quick shower, but...” She bit her bottom lip, then heaved a deep sigh. “Can you help me pull off my pants?” I swallowed hard, suddenly

an adjoining room to a prayer room. I was not religious, but I never liked disgracing

in my mind. “Don‘t worry, the Prayer Room is in the opposite hallway,”

can fit inside.” I asked her, causing Angela to chuckle nervously.