Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin
Chapter 60

Chapter 60

Chapter 60 – A Good Excuse (Anj‘s POV) “Mommy?” Selene cupped my face.

When I opened my eyes, three pairs of worried eyes were staring at me. My lips curved a sweet

and gentle smile, seeing my girls. “Mommy, are you okay?” Leyanne placed her palm on my forehead.

I stretched my arms and yawned, still tired after yesterday‘s event in their school and the hot night withSky. Thinking of those searing kisses we shared, I breathed out as the heat crept to my body and turnedmy face apple red. “You must be sick, mommy?” Lyra Helene gasped. “Your face is soooo red.”

I could not help myself from laughing at my children as I got up and leaned on the bed‘s headrest. Iopened my arms wide, welcoming the three in my arms, and embraced them tightly. “Argh! What haveyou been eating these days?” I groaned and chuckled when Selene came on top of me, resting her headon my chest and wrapping her arms around me. Leyanne snuggled to my right and Lyra Helene to myother side. My two girls stretched their arms, embracing me.

They giggled, raising their heads so I could kiss their foreheads. After telling Anya the truth, my chest feltlight. We talked for hours last night, telling her everything that had happened to Sky and me and why Ireturned despite my feelings for him.

“What made you think mommy is sick?” I asked curiously.

“It‘s already six, and you‘re still in bed,” Leyanne answered, playing with the ribbon of my nightwear.

I raised my forehead. “Really?” I closed my eyes and moaned. “Mommy still wants to sleep,“I smiled,kissing them again and sighing as I let them go. Leyanne and Lyra Helene climbed down the bed, exceptfor Selene.

“Can we go to school with you, mommy?” She asked, her lips pouting as she stared at me.

It is Saturday, and I only have one scheduled class today. I squinted my eyes, pretending I was thinkingreally hard, then I kissed her nose. “Okay. Then, after that, we‘ll visit Sister Grace in the nursing home.”

I turned my head, looking for my two other girls and what was making them busy. Leanne was on thephone, and Lyra Helene was about to cry as she tried to snatch the phone from her. “What are theydoing?” I asked, hoping to say it only to myself, but I said it aloud. “They‘re trying to call Daddy,” sheanswered. “But he‘s not answering.”

“Daddy won‘t answer,” I muttered sadly, and my girls turned to me as if I had just told them somethinghad died.

“Shhh,” Leyanne‘s eyes widened.

I almost guffawed, realizing my five–year–old daughter just ‘shh‘ me. She ran toward us and placed mycellphone on the bed, turning the speaker on, and I could not believe myself joining them, crawling withSelene to look at the phone, waiting for Sky to answer.

“Anj?” he said like he just woke up.

“Daddy?” Leyanne asked as if trying to confirm if it was really him.

“Yes, baby?” he answered, causing my heart to panic. What is Sky doing? After promising last. night,why is he answering my children‘s call?

“Sorry, Daddy,” Lyra Helene answered. “Everything is fine now. Mommy‘s awake.”

He was quiet for a few seconds, probably thinking about what I had in mind, too. We are not supposed tocommunicate anymore, but how can I stop the kids?

“Is there a problem? Is mommy sick? You want me to go there?” Now Sky‘s voice is in panic. The girlsgiggled. “She said she‘s fine,” Leyanne assured him. “We‘re just worried because mommy kept calling

your name in her sleep.” “No way!” I uttered, covering my mouth, and when Sky heard my voice, hecould not stop himself from laughing.

“Don‘t worry, Anj. I kept thinking of you, too.” He murmured, making my cheeks crimson red.

“Mommy‘s blushing, Daddy,” Selene chuckled, touching my cheek with her index finger. I heard himlaugh again, truly entertained with my kids.

“Have you eaten your breakfast yet?” He asked, glad that he was changing the topic. “Uncle Dylan‘spreparing our breakfast now,” Lyra Helene answered him. “Uncle Dylan?” The tone of his voice wassuspicious. I could imagine him squinting his beautiful eyes.

“Uh–huh! He lives here with us because he sold his house so he can help Aunt Anya–”I cleared mythroat to cut Lyra Helene, but she continued, “and he cooks breakfast for us, do errands for Mommy andAunt Anya, and...” I took my phone. “I think Daddy got it already,” I said, hoping to cut the call but doing itwould disappoint them. “Is Uncle Dylan Aunt Anya‘s boyfriend?” he asked the girls again. Leyanne tookthe cell phone from me. “No. Aunt Anya said Uncle Dylan has a huge crush on mommy, and he can alsobe our Daddy if you didn‘t come yesterday.”

My heart panicked when Sky didn‘t talk. “We‘re going with Mommy to her work today,” Lyra Heleneadded. “Okay. I‘ll pick you up after Mom‘s work and cook lunch for you.” He said, causing me to behysterical and snatching the phone from Leyanne. “What are you doing, Sky?” I hissed, wanting toremind him of his promise.

“What? The Uncle Dylan can cook for them, but the Dad can‘t?” he smirked.

If my children were not gawking at me, I would scream at him and remind him we were just

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“You have a business trip,” I almost screamed at him. “You can‘t skip work.” “Anj, I‘m the boss. I own thecompany. I can ask other people to come on my behalf.” He uttered, sighing and keeping silent for a fewseconds. “I love you, girls. Can you give the phone to Mommy? I need to talk to her?” “Okay,” The girlssaid simultaneously.“ Love you, Daddy!” They all said before leaving the bedroom, and after Seleneclosed the door, I turned the speaker off. “What are you doing?” I hissed, pacing in the bedroom butstopping when I noticed the bruise mark on my shoulder and neck. “What have we done?” I asked inhorror, tracing the marks of our insanity last night. “Are you asking yourself or me?” He chuckled. “Anj, Iwant to see you again. I promise you, after this, we won‘t see each other again.” I did not answer, onlyeyeing myself in the mirror, remembering how we shared kisses and how he made me reach the climaxtwice, and I slept dreaming I wanted more. “Let‘s give the girls something to remind them of their fatherbefore you erase him in the picture,” He said when I didn‘t answer him. “At least, they would get to havea happy memory of me before being eaten by zombies alive,” he continued, laughing as he persuadedme. “Don‘t be funny, Sky,” I muttered, sighing as I opened the drawer, taking my pouch and choosingfrom my makeup kit something to cover the bruises. “You‘ll only hurt my girls,” I uttered worriedly. You‘llonly hurt me, I want to add, but I bite my lips, stopping from saying

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“Let me have my fun, Anj. Just think of a good excuse on Saturday, and after today, I promise you, Iwon‘t bother you and your girls.” I lowered my eyes, and the tears welling in my eyes fell, unsure if Iwanted him to his fun as if we were a thing, not a person. “Make sure to think of a really good excuse forthe girls before you accept this Dylan in your life as their father, Anj.”

I wanted to tell Sky that I didn‘t need to think of an excuse. All I had to do was tell them he was engagedwith Lalaine, and I wished to make myself happy by choosing someone else.