Chapter 96 A Beautiful Mistake (Sky‘s POV) 

It was the thud and a brief cry that woke me up. When I opened my eyes, I saw Angela on the floor. My brain was not functioning fully yet, but when I saw her crawling and reaching for something, all my senses woke up. “Angela, are you hurt? Are you okay?” I panicked, climbing down from the bed to get and carry her back on the bed

“This stupid foot woke me up,she said, hissing. I checked on it, and I could understand her pain because it was swelling. Wait here,I went to the bathroom and took my purse and bottled water. “Take this,” I gave her a pain reliever, and I was just glad Angela took it in her mouth without throwing a fit.” You should have woken me up.” 

Instead of answering, she put the bottled water on the side table and snuggled closer to me, resting her head on my chest and her arm on my waist. Why were you crawling?” I asked curiously, tilting my head to look at her face. 

“You threw my top far from my bikini,she craned her neck and chuckled. Sorry, I woke you 

up.” 

I lifted her chin and reached for her lips, kissing her quickly. 

with their cries when they woke up without seeing you or me on the bed.” Her smile disappeared, and her eyes saddened. “Don‘t take my

made a hard decision. “I won‘t, but you have to accept my gift. You‘ll live at the penthouse and let me see them whenever I want to be with

shook her head. “But I will let you see them, and when the time is right, we will talk to them together about you marrying Lalaine and –.”

myself for feeling the pain. She answered me with a deep sigh. “We have one problem, Angela. We‘re still married,” I told her. She raised her eyebrows and moved away slightly away from me. “I thought.” “Let‘s not outsmart the law this time, Anj. But let‘s do it the proper way. Would

nodded. “Now, Mighty Sky, bring me to

have to answer me first,” I said, stopping her from getting up. “Do you love

“He said he‘d move a

smirked, wondering how she

love my kids like his own,” she smiled and attempted to climb down from

 

shoulder, and slowly we walked toward the door. I opened the door, but the hushing and low sound of snarling from the

by the doorway, covering herself with a white blanket, while Dylan, still in his trunks, seemed about to leave or were pushed outside the room. “Anya,” he hissed, his hands gripping his hair as he tried to advance, but she raised her hand, gesturing him to stop. “Don‘t, Dylan. I went gaga last night because I was drunk!” She breathed hard. “No... We were drunk. We were not in

sorry!” he shook his head. “I was still sober last night. I shouldn‘t have kissed you back when you kissed me.”

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