Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 59

Chapter 59 – Can You Keep A Secret? (Anj‘s POV)

Still wrapped in my bath towel, I almost jumped back to the bathroom when I saw Anya, her arms crossed to her chest as she waited for me to step outside the room.

“Geez, Anya,” I hissed, hoping to walk past her, but she blocked me, not stepping aside.

“Did something happen between you and Sky?” she asked suspiciously, her eyes squinting at me and her lips pursing as she raised her eyebrows. “Nothing!” I glared at her, nudging my head and pointing to my sleeping children. “I already told you, he came by the office, and I didn‘t have a ride home. He‘s just a good Samaritan offering me a ride in this crazy weather.”

“Really,” she smirked. “So, Sky Mars offered you a ride home, and what? You arrived here with swollen lips, bright eyes, and...” she puckered her lips, pointing to the upper slope of my breast. “Kiss mark on that part.”

I crossed my arms, wrapping them around my body and hiding the proof of my insanity today. She chuckled when I walked past her in a hurry to get sleepwear in my cabinet, putting it on before she could notice other things.

“Don‘t tell me you thank him with a blast,” she sneered at me as she sat on the edge of our bed.

“Huh?” I blinked my eyes at her, suddenly confused, although I could imagine the fireworks in the sky when we both reached the seventh heaven.

“Angela,” Anya said, and calling me by my full name meant she was serious. “The last time you didn‘t come home, after two months, you surprised us with the news you‘re pregnant, and you got not just one but three beautiful babies.”

“At least now, you‘d know who‘s the father,” I said, biting my lips, realizing I had just admitted to her something had happened. She gasped. “O.M.G!” She turned her head to the door, making sure it was closed. She pulled me to the bed, had me sit beside her, and pinched me on my waist. My body jerked, feeling the slight pain of what she did. “Aww! What‘s that for?” “You silly girl! Where and how?” Her eyes widened as she asked me in a hushed tone.

I pouted, reaching the skin she pinched. “What do you mean where and how?” My forehead creased as I stood and sat in front of my dresser to dry my hair. “Wake up, Anj. The man is engaged to be married to an elite,” she reminded me. Her face was full of worries when I saw her reflection in the mirror.

“I know,” I uttered, sounding like Sky when I said the words. My eyes brimmed with tears when I turned to her, smiling sadly at the truth, who really sky loved even from the beginning. “I‘m not seeing him again.” “Are you sure? He seemed crazy about you?” She looked at my kids. “And the kids.” “He promised me we‘ll not see each other again,” I whispered, afraid my daughters were still

awake and listening to us.

She stared at me worriedly. “And Dylan? He likes you – “She shook her head. “No, I overheard him admitting to you he loves you. Like, finally, he had the guts to tell you that.”

I smiled sheepishly at her.

“I know you have a crush on Dylan,” Anya whispered.

I lowered my gaze, making sure to curve a smile on my lips before meeting her eyes. “So, if I accept his love, you‘ll be okay with it?”

“Of course, “She answered, but the few seconds of her silence gave her away. She lowered her gaze, pretending to check on my children as she continued. “Dylan has been waiting for the right time until you reached eighteen,” she turned to me and smiled apologetically. “But you got pregnant and left.”

“I‘ll think about it, Anya,” I said, although deep within me, I knew there was nothing to think about. My heart belonged to Sky Mars and no one else.

The quiet hissing sound of my hairdryer silenced us for a while, and when I was done, I rose to my feet and went to bed, sleeping beside Selene.

“Oh!” Anya exclaimed, standing up and taking a photo from the drawer. “We had this printed, a gift for parents. Dylan cursed me a million times today for printing this and warned me our friendship and partnership are over if I gave this to you.” Curious about what will end their friendship, I got up and took the picture from her. My lips curved a smile, unexpecting the tears to roll down my cheeks as I saw our first family picture. I remembered this. The girls had to fight who would be sitting on their daddy‘s lap, but in the end, Leyanne won, with Selene sitting between Sky and me, while Lyra Helene had her arms around me from behind.

“You took a lot of pictures,” I smiled, looking at each photo and wiping my tears as I chuckled at my girls‘ faces.

“I had to print all. My nieces are so adorable,” She sat beside me. “Look at how they all grinned in the camera, Anj. I knew now where they got it. It‘s from their dad.”

My heart stopped beating, wanting to tell myself this was just Anya‘s way of joking about how the kids looked like Sky.

“You don‘t have to keep it from me, Anj. Sky is the father of the triplets, isn‘t it?” She asked, taking the pictures from me, holding my hands. I wanted to lie to her, but until when could I do that to Anya, the only friend and sister I had in my life.

“Can you keep a secret?” I asked her worriedly.

“I swear to the grave of my father, Anj. I‘m not telling anyone,” she said. “Am I right? Is Sky their father?”

She gasped when I nodded. “Did he force you? Did he...” She whimpered; the horror in her eyes could tell she thought Sky forced me and just left me alone.

My tears seemed to be endless, wiping them as they rolled down my cheeks again. I shook my NôvelDrama.Org content.

Chapter 59 – Can You Keep A Secret?

head and smiled nervously at Anya. “Six years ago, just before my seventeenth birthday, Sky Mars and I got really drunk,” Although I didn‘t admit exactly that I got at the elite‘s party that night, the fact that I was with Sky, Anya understood which party I went to. “Did he force you?” She asked again. “Or a one–night stand?”

I shook my head. “The truth? He offered to take me home, but I got him crazy...” I remembered that night, how I ran to the beach, and how I fell in love with him. “We got drunk, crazy in love that we got married that night.” Anya raised her eyebrows. “What?”

I chuckled as I cried. “You heard me right, Anya. That night, I became Mrs. Angela Perry Mars.”