Chapter 40


    Chapter 40 – Complete The Sky (Sky‘s POV) “You really don‘t have to go to the office, Dad,” I told my


    father, ncing at him seated at the back.


    He scoffed. “Pfft! I‘m getting bored at home. With Olivia bing busy in school, I have no one to talk to


    at home. Elenita‘s only making me anxious,” he smirked as he looked outside the window. “My treatment


    had helped me prolong my life, only to die in boredom.” Frank pursed his lips, suppressing a smile as he


    nced at my father in the rearview mirror.


    I heaved a sigh, swiping the screen of my tablet to check the schedule Catherine sent in my email.


    “When are you marrying Line? Good heavens, I wanted to see my grandchild before I die, Sky,” He


    grumbled. “Next year. I just proposed to her, right?” I reminded him. Leo and Jake teased me that for a


    man who was head over heels with Line, it took me six years to propose after my crazy marriage


    with a teenager.


    Dad opened his mouth to say something, but we were startled when Frank suddenly hit the brake to


    stop the car. Frank, a cautious driver, was shocked for a brief second before opening the door and


    getting out of the car.


    “What was that about?” Dad asked angrily as we got out to check on what had happened.


    “Are you alright?” Frank asked a little girl. He turned his head to us, looking pale as he exined. “She


    suddenly crosses the street.” Her lips were quivering as she turned her face at us. I tilted my head,


    wondering where I had seen that familiar face. “My! My!” Dad approached her. “What‘s wrong, child?


    Where‘s your mother?” He asked, looking around and guessing she must have run away from school.


    “She‘s at work, and I‘m waiting for my dad,” she answered and started crying.


    “Oh!” he eximed. “Is hete?”


    She shook her head. “I have never seen my dad, ever. Maybe my mommy is just lying about him.” She


    whimpered. “I don‘t want to go back inside because I have no daddy to bring to my ssmates.” “Oh!”


    he uttered again, looking at me and smiling amusedly at the child. She raised her head and looked at


    me. When our eyes met, my heart hammered in my chest for a reason I could not exin. “Can


    you be my daddy just for today?” She sounded desperate already, and when I didn‘t answer, she


    started crying again. “Of course!” Dad chuckled, standing up and holding her hand. “You can hire him


    today as your


    daddy.”


    Hire? What am I? A sales staff offering some kind of service?


    “Dad!” I hissed and knitted my forehead. “I have a meeting at ten,” I nced at my wristwatch. Although I


    still had an hour and my presence was not really needed in the meeting, I didn‘t want to get involved in


    her single mom‘s problem.


    “Frank, park the car and tell Cathy to cancel his meeting. We have an urgent event to attend,” he


    dered as if Frank was his secretary and winked at her.


    Frank panicked, but when my father red at him, he returned to the car while Dad walked back with her


    toward the small building. I growled, having no choice but to follow them and wondering how much


    boredom my father has that he had to volunteer me to be the girl‘s father.


    When we reached the school lobby, I was surprised to see another girl, not just the same age as her but


    looking exactly like her approaching us. I looked at my father, and he looked amazed, smiling at me as if


    he had never had fun in his life until today. “Lyra Helene, where did you go? And who‘s that?” She asked


    worriedly, eyeing my dad and then at me.


    So, we are not dealing with one but two. I closed my eyes, wanting to scream, but I didn‘t want to scare


    the children. They looked really adorable in their baby pink dress with the same ponytail hairstyle.


    “I hired him to be our daddy today,” she sniffled. “I can‘t go there without a daddy.”


    Instead of answering, she looked at me from head to toe. “What‘s your name?”


    My eyebrows raised, thinking if kids talk nowadays like this already. “Sky.” “Steve,” My father said when


    she looked at him. “And you, youngdy, what‘s your name?” “Leyanne. Come,e,” she said, holding


    my hand and tugging me toward the hallway. “You still have to meet Selene.”


    Selene? Who? The teacher?


    We stopped at the doorway of their ssroom, and then she released my hand, entering the room


    without us. After a short while, she went out again, bringing another girl.


    “Woah!” Dad chuckled excitedly, seeing three girls looking exactly alike before us. “Selene, Lyra Helene


    got us a dad,” she whispered, but loud enough for us to hear. “We don‘t have time,” said Leyanne,


    puffing out air as if she was an adult. Leyanne... I think that was her name. She started introducing


    herself.


    “My name is Leyanne, she‘s Selene, and she‘s Lyra Helene. I was the eldest for five minutes, then Lyra


    Helene came, and then after fifteen minutes, Selene came out. Get it?” she asked me like I didn‘t


    understand.


    I was sure Dad burst a peal ofughter. “How old are you?” Knitting my eyebrows, I asked instead of


    answering her. “Five,” she answered.


    “Turning six,” Selene added.


    My nostrils red in anger, hearing Dadughing softly at her three instant grandchildren.


    As Leyanne was about to open the door, Selene stopped her. “Wait, I have one important question. Do


    you drive?”


    I nodded, wondering what the question was for.


    “Sports car?” She asked again. When I nodded, she smiled. “Good! You‘re hired!”


    Dad guffawed, looking entertained at what she had said. “You almost got disqualified, Sky,” he teased


    me, following the girls as they entered the small ssroom.


    I sneered at him as I stepped inside the ssroom.


    There were only seven pupils in the ssroom, and when we came in, they all looked and watched us as


    we quietly padded to one long table at the back. The father, I presumed, had to sit with his child.


    “Where‘s your teacher?” I asked curiously. Shouldn‘t teachers be responsible for the safety of their


    students in the ss? Lyra Helene almost got hit by a car because of their negligence. The door opened


    right before any one of them could answer. Two women came in, and the feeling of relief flooded their


    faces when they saw us. “Where did you go?” One said as they approached our table. She was almost


    hysterical, and the other seemed to have just stopped crying. “To meet our dad,” One of the girls said. I


    wanted to groan; not in my life that I got this confused with names.


    “Hi. I‘m Anya, the school head.” She breathed out, calming herself as she fanned her hand on her face.


    “If something happens to you, your mother will kill me.”


    Anya? The name sounds familiar. “Excuse me,” Their teacher probably because her eyes were puffy


    from crying. “I‘m sorry, but can I have your name?”


    “Ah!” Anya looked like she wanted to stop her, but one of the children answered, and with them sitting,


    I could not guess the name anymore. “Sky. His name is Sky.”


    “Sky,” Anya repeated to the teacher, swallowing hard before smiling at me. “And you are?” She


    asked my father.


    “The grandfather. Steve.” He said happily.


    The teacher wrote our names and gave my father and me our name tags.


    Teacher Joy was not joyful anymore because she seemed to have experienced being scolded by


    her superior for the first time, and if the mother of the triplets woulde andin, she


    might lose her job.


    Despite what happened, the activity pushed through. I thought it would take longer, but I knew it


    would not take long with the number of children in the ssroom. All they had to do was introduce


    their dad and what their father does.


    When it was the triplet‘s turn, my father excitedly stood up at the back to take pictures of us.


    “Hi! My name is Leyanne, older by five minutes.”


    “My name is Lyra Helene, older by fifteen minutes than Selene.” “Hello, my name is Selene, and Mom


    said it‘s a long story why it took so long before I came out in her belly,” she grinned, looking at me and


    leaving me wondering what that long story was. Just like other dads, I introduced myself the same way


    they did. “Hi! I‘m Sky, the father.” I said, waving at them. “Businessman here,” I said, not saying more


    since no one seemed to recognize me.


    “You must have worked hard, producing three,” One father teased, causing all men tough. “Yep!” I


    smiled, wanting to feel embarrassed, but surprisingly, I didn‘t. Teacher Joy smiled as she filmed us. “Last


    time, your ssmates shared where they got their names. Can you tell us where mommy and daddy got


    your names?” I smiled, not knowing how to answer her question, but my instant children seemed to knowN?velDrama.Org is the owner.


    the story behind it. “Mom said, Leyanne means sun, Lyra Helene means bright star, and Selene is a


    moon goddess. When we were born, she said, we have finallypleted the sky.”


    I gazed at Leyanne, smiling happily at me, and for a brief second, when I looked in her eyes, she


    reminded me of Ang.