Chapter 48
Chapter 48 – What is Daddy’s Excuse Now? (Anj‘s POV)
“Finish your breakfast, girls,” I said after sipping my coffee. They keep ncing at my cellphone beside
me, and when they do, Dn looks at it, too, and Anya secretly gazes at us. After my conversation with
Dnst night, he seemed to treat my girls with extra sugar. Without him knowing, it was only making it
difficult for me. I still like him, but not as much as before I had the triplets... No, my change of heart
happened when I met the monster in the red Ferrari sportscar.
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“Did daddy call already?” Selene asked worriedly, and I could understand her worries because the
feeling was mutual.
I had to stay awake almost all night studying and formting scents for the perfume because I didn‘t
know where to get a daddy, I was confused now because of what Dn didst night, and I could
not stop worrying about them. “Not yet,” I was forced to give my answer when five pairs of eyes
stared at me. “Finish your breakfast,” I said again as I rose to my feet and took my phone, putting it in
my bag.
“What if Daddy doesn‘t show up tomorrow,” Anya was not done with her question yet when my
daughters gaped at me anxiously as if their aunt was asking if tomorrow was the end of the
world.
She cleared her throat and smiled at me apologetically. “What if he was in a very, veeeerrrrrryyyyy
important meeting,” she sighed. “It happens, you know, in school events. Will you get mad at mommy?”
“We will never get mad at mommy,” Leyanne nced at me, but she uttered the words sadly.”
What is daddy’s excuse now?” She looked at Anya sipping coffee. “Zombies?” Anya coughed,
almost choking at the coffee she was drinking. I chuckled, not at what happened to my cousin, but
at the silly idea my daughter came up with. “Where did you get that idea, Leyanne?” I asked while
opening Dean Jones‘ text message, reminding me of an important meeting this afternoon but not
exactly telling me what it was about.
“The Train to Busan movie,” she answered after drinking her milk. “We watched it with Mrs.
Salvador.”
My eyebrows raised. “You didn’t tell me that. You know that I don‘t like you watching scary movies.” They
only grinned at me, showing a smile that always reminded me of Sky.
“Mommy,” Lyra Helene called when I returned to my seat. “Teacher Joy said we have to share in ss
today –” she twitched her lips and blinked her eyes as she thought. “She... We have to –” She turned her
head to Leyanne. “We have to tell where we got our looks,” she said, her eyebrows raised at me. Selene
puckered her lips as she raised both eyebrows. “Do we look like the mom or the dad? Something like
that,” she grinned at me again, causing me to chuckle softly.
Dn sighed, making my girls look at him. “You all got your looks from your mommy,” he said, smiling as
he nced at me.
I pursed my lips, not knowing whether I should smile or not. Anya, sitting across from my girls, propped
her elbows on the table, her hand touching her chin as she narrowed her eyes at them.
“Your mom grew up with me, so let me see....” She raised her eyebrows and smiled. “The cutie pointed
nose; you got it from her. You have the same round eyes, longshes I always envied _
“Anya – “I called, cutting her, but she only chuckled.
“It‘s true!” She rolled her eyes at me. “You have the same heart–shaped face as your mom,” She smiled
when my children listened to her attentively, and then she heaved a sigh. “Your Uncle Dn is right. You
all got your looks from your mother.”
“Mom?” Lyra Helene seemed not satisfied, pouting her lips as she waited for me to say something about
what they got from their father. Although we didn‘t spend much time together, I always see him in them. I
didn‘t need to look at my children to know what they got from Sky.
“You have the same smile as your dad‘s,” I sighed but forced a smile. “When you knit your eyebrows,” I
laughed when they did. “You‘re almost like him.” I narrowed my eyes at them, pretending to study their
faces, then I heaved another deep sigh, standing up.
“Aw! Tell us more,” Leyanne whimpered.
“Tell your ssmates you have your father‘s eye color,” I kissed her forehead.
Lyra Helene gasped, cupping Leyanne‘s face and gaping at her as shepared her eyes to Selene. I
kissed the top of Lyra Helene‘s head. “You may be triplets, but your nose is almost like dad‘s, not mine.”
“And me? What did I get from Dad?” Selene gaped as she asked. “Your bossy attitude.” I kissed her
cheek. “So, what happened to you not remembering him?” Dn asked despite my children‘s presence.
I red at him, wishing to scream at him that he could mock me all he wanted as long as my children
were not around.
Anya, feeling the tension between us, rose to her feet. “If you‘re done,e with me, and I‘ll give you a
bath.”
The two girls climbed the chair while Selene finished the remaining milk in her ss before following
them. Dn followed me when I walked to the kitchen to ce the tes and sses in the sink.
“I’m sorry,” he said, standing behind me. He was too close that I could feel his body at my back. “I‘m just
surprised to hear that from you when you always tell us you don‘t remember him and don‘t know him.”
“They‘re my children, and I could tell which one they got from me,” I said, almost not breathing when I felt
the bulge from his pants. “Move away from me, please,” I whispered.
“Why?” He moved his head closer to my ear. “Am I making you ufortable?
“Yes,” I answered, turning around to face him. I opened my mouth to tell him to stay away from me, but
no words came out when I saw his eyes full of desires.
Dn ced his hands on the sink, holding me captive in his arms. “I really wanted to kiss you, Anj,” He
whispered, lowering his head to kiss me,