Chapter 78
Chapter 78 – I Don‘t Care About The Mom
(Sky‘s POV)
The ss door to my private office opened, and I smiled when I saw a tall, slender woman walking into
the office. Her beautiful smile curved her lips as she came to me, with no greetings but sitting right away
on myp, taking the pen in my hand and cing my hands. around her waist.
Line imed my mouth, kissing me passionately for a few seconds before moving away. “I hope I‘m
not marching the altar alone, Sky,” she smiled as she trailed my necktie. “You‘re nowhere to be foundst
weekend, and when you finally appeared, you were a beast in the office again.”
“Beast?” Iughed, taking the pen from her. “I was just busy, that‘s all.” She stood up and sat on the
couch near my table. “I‘m free this weekend. Want to travel with me?” When I didn‘t answer, she walked
in front of my table and propped her elbows, adorably blinking her round brown eyes at me. “Just the two
of us.” “Tempting,” I said, ncing at her cleavage. “I knew you would say that, darling,” she said,
walking back to the couch. She sat, crossing her legs as she took her smartphone. “How about we go
next weekend, just not thising weekend?” I suggested, wanting to make it up for her, but not this
coming Saturday. I would not miss another birthday of my children. I have been tailing Ang, and for a
genius, she was failing in her own game.
Dean Jones called me, telling Ang gave her a resignation letter. Who would resign in a short period
of time at work? She has not evenpleted a month at the university and has not even imed
her first paycheck yet.
The girls had been absent from school, and I didn‘t need someone to check on her about that because
Joe had called me, asking if my girls were okay and saying her daughter was worried her friends were
sick.
I had to go homest night because her scent in my bed, on the couch, still lingered, making me wish
she was beside me, and I would lie in bed at night, thinking how stunningly beautiful Ang was.
“Sky?” called Line, making me raise my head and turn to her. “You’re not listening to me. Is everything
okay with Uncle Steve?”
I blinked my eyes, pulling myself back to reality. “Yes, I‘m sorry. What were you saying?” She chuckled.
“Nothing, darling. I said Aunt Jocelyn‘s back, and I invited her shopping next week.”
“Ah!” I said nothing more, only nodding for her to know I heard about it. She heaved a sigh, standing up.
“I‘m leaving,” she kissed me on the cheek. “I just check if I still have a fiancé here. I hate to think
somebody might steal you away from me.” She turned her back on me, but I gripped her wrist, pulling
her back to myp, kissing her deeper.
“You still have a fiancé, Line,” I assured her.
“Good! Now, I‘m leaving you in peace because surely your secretaries were not happy I was disturbing
you.” She stood up. “You should consider letting Catherine retire early, darling ?
“I like Catherine. She‘s efficient and really good at her job,” I signed the document before ncing at
her.
She rolled her eyes at me. “Yeah, right. My point is she‘s been Uncle Steve‘s secretary. Maybe it‘s about
time you look for someone young and –”.
“Would you mind if I get a young, beautiful, smart secretary?” I smiled wickedly at her. She sneered at
me. “Let‘s just stick to the old Catherine, then.”
“I heard that,” Catherine smirked at her as she walked in my direction, giving me my phone, which I
probably left in the conference room. “Heaven Scent called,” She uttered, raising her eyebrows at me as
if asking me a question that should not be said. “Selene said to call her back if you‘re not busy.”
“Thank you,” I took my phone and ced it on the table. “I‘m leaving,” Line said when she realized
Catherine was not leaving. She gave me a quick kiss on the lips before walking out of the office.
“Sky,” A motherly Catherine turned to me when she was sure Line was out. “I know it‘s not my
business, but what‘s with this cute little voice asking for her Daddy? Frank told me you‘re looking for
Ang again. Is this child your daughter?”
I smirked. “I have daughters, Catherine.”
“A daughter,” She corrected as if I was her student in a grammar ss.
“Nope. Ang gave me three beautiful daughters, Catherine.” I told her, and surely Elenita would be
jealous for not knowing it first. “What? And what do you intend to do with them?” She asked, horrified not
with my children but with what could probably happen once the world knew about my daughters. “I‘m
taking my daughters, Catherine,” I said, turning my attention to the papers I was reading “And the
mother?” She asked worriedly. “She can marry someone else, the hell I care!” I hissed and put my pen
down. Heaving a deep sigh, I stared at her. “I’m taking my daughters. I don‘t care about her. I‘m taking
my daughters, Catherine.” I was breathless after saying it. She smirked. “I heard you, Sky. You just said
you‘re taking your daughters three times and don‘t care about the mother.”
She shook her head as she headed to the door, but she turned to me again before she could go out of
the office.
“By the way, why is Frank having fun at the amusement park while I‘m here stuck with you in the office?”
She asked, not exactly mad at me, but her naughty smile just said everything. “Catherine!” I growled.
She releases a heartilyugh before leaving, me alone in my office.
Shaking my head, I took the phone and dialed Ang‘s number. I was not surprised anymore that
Selene answered the phone since she was the one who called me first. Ang probably didn‘t know she
had her phone.
“Daddy, are you busy?” Her cute voice asked as soon as she answered the call. “Umm... Not really,
baby. Is everything okay?” I asked, opening another folder. “Umm... Mommy said she‘s okay, and we
don‘t need to call you, but – “When Selene began crying, my heart stopped beating. I swallowed hard as
I imagined a million scenarios of idents that could happen in theme parks. The pen I was holding
dropped on the floor, and I started to panic that I didn‘t even know where my car key was for a while
since Frank has to drive for me almost all the time. “Daddy‘sing. Stop crying, Selene.” I ended the
call and almost bumped into Catherine when she returned to my office.
She waved her phone. “Frank‘s calling. He said –” “Tell him I‘ming. Did he tell you if Ang was
okay?” I could not breathe. Let her be okay. Let her be fine. She shrugged. “I didn‘t ask. You just said it
yourself; you don‘t care about the mom.” “Argh!” I growled at her, almost running toward the elevator, and
for the first time in my life, I uttered a prayer, hoping nothing serious happened to Ang. N?velDrama.Org is the owner.