Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 26

Chapter 26 – What Happened To Angela (Sky’s POV)

Angela took a drowsy medicine.

By the time we reached home, she was sleeping soundly with her head leaning on my shoulder. When Frank stopped the car near the main entrance, he immediately got out of the driver‘s seat to open my door. “Angela, we‘re home,” I said, shaking her shoulder lightly, but when she only groaned, I knew she won‘t wake up. She breathed out, snuggling closer to me as she went back to sleep. “I‘ll just wake her up, Sky,” Frank said, but I shook my head. “It‘s okay. I‘ll just carry her,” I said, unfastening my seatbelt and hers. Frank‘s eyes widened in surprise. “Are you sure?”

I smirked at him. “I carried her the first time we came home. Do you remember?”

He chuckled, shaking his head as he opened the door wide for me. “Just be careful with the head,” he reminded me. I heaved a deep sigh. “I know.” I carried Angela like a bride, just like the first time we entered the mansion as a married couple. As I waited for Frank to open the door, I gazed at her face. The medicine must have taken its effect because the puffiness in her eyes and lips was gone. “What happened to Angela?” Elenita‘s worried voice greeted us as I stepped into the foyer. Frank closed the door and went straight to his room. I knew he had an upcoming exam, so he was taking his free time to study.

“Just sleeping, Elenita,” I assured her. “Put it also in your list. She‘s allergic to squid.” I told her as I carefully climbed up the stairs. She followed us, and when we reached my bedroom, she opened the door for me but left us when we got into the room.

When I put her on the bed, she opened her eyes. “Sky...” Her voice trailed off as she closed her eyes again, but I knew she was awake already. “Yes?” I uttered in a low voice, not leaving her side. “Undress me... I mean, my shoes. Please take off my shoes. I don‘t want the sheets to get dirty. I feel so dizzy,” she whimpered, massaging her temples. I wish to tell her I was willing to do both,

undressing and taking off her shoes. I got up to take off her shoes but returned to her side. What did Angela do to my heart? When Lalaine came this morning, I was overwhelmed with happiness when I saw her, kissing her passionately, wrapping my arms around her body, and wishing to make love to her again. But I ended up feeling guilty, immediately realizing my mistake, and suddenly wanting to stay away from Lalaine as the wedding ring on my finger burned me, reminding me I was already owned by someone else. My fingers grazed her face, thinking if the dots were also the effect of her allergies because as soon as her eyes and mouth went back to normal, some of the red spots on her face were also disappearing Angela rolled to her side, wrapping her arms around my waist and hiding her face to my chest.

Her even breathing told me she had gone back to sleep. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Dylan...” Angela uttered in her sleep.

I tilted my head to check if she was really asleep. She took a deep breath and spoke in her sleep again. “Wait for me. I‘m going home soon.”

I scoffed, releasing my body from her embrace. Anger crept through my skin, hating her for thinking of another man when she already belonged to me. I heaved a deep sigh, got up, climbed from the bed, and walked toward the study room.

Leo was already there, reading a business magazine, when I came into the room. When he saw me, he returned the magazine under the open shelf on the center table.

“What came to you, Sky?” He laughed as he walked toward the chair in front of my table. “Not only did you escape with a young woman in the guest house, but you also ended up getting married to her. What got into you?”

“Long story, Leo, but I‘m not staying in this crazy status. Only until Dad gets out of the hospital,” I said, looking at the stacks of folders he brought for me to sign. I groaned. “Argh! This will take me forever,” I

complained. “Why are you early?” I asked, taking one document to read.

“Oh! The PR team has to fix your issues with that woman. Surely you don‘t want any problem with Lalaine now that she‘s back. Did she know about you and that... ugly woman?”

I nodded, wanting to correct him that she was not ugly. “I told her everything,” I reread the document, hating that I was distracted, not with Leo‘s visit but with what Angela whispered in her sleep.

“And?” Leo tilted his head, waiting for me to give more information.

I picked up the pen, only to put it back on the table. “Do I have to tell you what she wants?”

Leo chuckled amusedly at me. He picked up the pen and gave it to me. “You‘re distracted, Sky. I wonder if it‘s about Uncle Steve being in the hospital, with Lalaine, or with your wife.”

“All of the above,” I told him, rereading the document and signing it.

I raised my head to look at the maid coming to the study room, bringing Leo a cup of coffee. The scent of the coffee made me crave one.

“Ann, wake Angela up and tell her I need her here in the study room,” I said, taking another folder.

She nodded and padded out of the room.

“Angela? A new maid?” He asked curiously, but I ignored him.

I continued reading the report, focused on it, and paid no attention to Leo as he busied himself playing games on his smartphone. I was almost finished reviewing the document when the door opened. I glanced at my wristwatch, noticing that it took Ann nearly half an hour to wake Angela up.

Leo‘s question was answered when Angela walked into the study room, still looking sleepy. He raised his head and curved a smile on his lips when he recognized her.

“What took you so long?” I asked without looking at her.

“What do you need?” She asked, covering her mouth as she yawned.

“Get me a glass of water,” I said, but when I caught a glimpse of her walking toward the refrigerator inside the study room, I shook my head. “From the kitchen, Angela.”

She heaved a sigh but did not say anything as she walked out of the room. Leo glanced at me but remained silent and pretended to play again. Angela returned with a glass of water and placed it on the coffee table. I sighed and looked at her with dismay. “Give the glass to me.”

She nodded, taking the water and bringing it to me.

I took a sip and then returned the glass to her. “This is too cold. Warm water, Angela.” I gritted my teeth.

“You should have told me you want warm water,” she pouted, turning her back on me.

When she returned, I knew Leo paused his game and watched us curiously, but I ignored him. Angela handed me the glass, and I knew it was hot even without sipping it.

“Warm, Angela, not boiling!” I snarled at her, returning it from her and spilling some into the skin of her hand.

Her body jerked, but I turned a blind eye to what happened. She walked out of the room, and when she came back, I noticed her eyes puffy from crying. “What took you so long?” I asked, taking the glass and drinking the water. “I had to ask Elenita what water you like to drink,” she answered, blinking her eyes as if stopping the welling tears from rolling down her cheeks again. “Bring me a cup of coffee,” I said, giving her the half–empty glass. She nodded. “Sky, about the div–”

I cut her right away. “We‘re not talking about it here and definitely not now, Angela. Get me that coffee.”

When she turned her back on us, I could hear her sniffling and saw her wiping her tears. “Sky, what are you doing to her? You know that she‘s your wife, not your servant, right?” I did not notice Leo had stopped playing his game, but I turned a deaf ear to what he said. He will surely not understand me even if I explain everything to him.

The door opened, but I looked surprised when Elenita brought the coffee to me. “Sky, what did you do to Angela?” she asked worriedly. “Frank brought her back to your room. She fainted when she was preparing your coffee.”

Fainted? All the evil plans I had in mind were wholly forgotten when I heard Angela fainted. I rose to my feet immediately, running back to the bedroom, hating myself for making things difficult

for her when she seemed not okay.