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Chapter 27 – Major Minor News (Sky‘s POV)
“Angela, open the door!” I knocked on the bathroom door many times, but she was not opening it. When
I entered the room, she was not there in the bed, so I went to find her in the closet room. I was like an
idiot opening the cabinets she might have hidden there. My last resort was the bathroom, which was locked as I turned the knob.
“Go away!” She cried. I pressed my forehead on the door and regretted what I had done to her. I
screamed angrily, hitting the door with my clenched fists, hating my day. “What do you want?” I asked,
lowering my tone when I heard her sobbing. “I already told you, Sky. I wanted to go home,” she
whimpered as she opened the door. Her eyes and nose were red from crying. “Let me go.” “You‘re not
a prisoner here. You can go wherever you want to go. Elenita said you fainted,” I cupped her face,
wiping her tears with my fingers. She shook her head. “I just got dizzy. I told you I don‘t like taking
medicine. It makes me sick.”
I rolled my eyes at her. “They‘re not supposed to make you sick. Meds are made to make you feel
better.” My hand glided to her back, and I sighed, feeling the back of her shirt wet with sweat. “Go and
change,” I said, leading her back to the closet room.
I left her opening the paper bags on the floor, wondering why she had not put them out of the bags. The
women I met would usually be excited about opening everything, but in her case, she seemed to want to return them to the store.
Remembering Leo was still there, I turned my direction to the study room, but I halted abruptly when I
heard her phone making a shrill cry. Curious about her caller, I picked up her cell phone on the bed and
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtread the name on the screen.
Just D. I swiped the screen and listened to D. “Angela,” A man‘s voice answered the call, causing me to
raise my eyebrows. He seemed to have breathed in relief when the phone was answered. “Please
tell me where you are right now. I‘m coming to get you.” My forehead creased, feeling his worries for Angela. “Argh! I won‘t forgive myself if something happens to you,” he groaned. “Please come home
now.”
“What are you doing?” Angela looked horrified when she saw me with her phone in my hand. She ran to
me to get her cell phone, but I walked away from her. I was like an erupting volcano right now,
understanding why she wanted to go home so much. “Angela?” The man on the phone asked. “Don‘t call
this number again. The woman you‘re calling is my wife!” I gritted my teeth,
ending the call and throwing the cell phone on the wall.
Her eyes widened in shock, and her lips trembled as she was about to cry again.
“Why did you do that?” she cried as she knelt, taking the broken cell phone on the floor. “It could be an
important call.” Her shoulders shook as she began to sob.
“Is that why you wanted to go home? To be with him?” I yelled at her, but she only answered me with a
cry. When she didn‘t answer, I walked to her and grabbed her on her arm. “Answer
me!”
“Yes, Sky!” she whimpered, holding my hand as she tried to brush off my grip from her arm.” You know
that from the beginning. I want a divorce!” She said, staring at me with her head high, but her tears kept
rolling on her cheeks. Something inside my chest hit me, and I could not help myself from getting angry
at her.” You had the nerve to tell me that? Fine! I‘ll call Isaac now to bring the papers here.” I took my
phone and pressed the lawyer‘s number. “Who wants to stay married to an ugly and stupid woman?” I
looked at her from head to toe. I released her, causing her to fall to the floor. It was too late for me to
realize I had pushed her hard. “How much do you want from me?” I asked angrily, pressing Isaac‘s
number as he was not answering She sniffled as she wiped her tears. Heaving a deep sigh, she
answered, “I don‘t need your money, Sky. Only that,” she pointed at the beautiful handmade quilt on my
bed. “What?” My forehead creased because other women would have asked for a million, a trip
somewhere, or anything that would benefit their lifestyle, but Angela only wanted the quilt?
“Just that,” she repeated. “Not only you‘re ugly and stupid, but you‘re also crazy.” I looked at the quilt,
forgetting that it was like a family heirloom and there was a great story behind making it. “Take this, sign
the divorce papers, and don‘t ever come back.” I took the blue peacock design comforter and threw it at
her. It hit her face, and the quilt fell to the floor. She picked up the handmade quilt that landed on the floor
and hugged the soft fabric as she walked toward the door, but before she could go out, she turned to me
and stopped. “I may be ugly and crazy, but I‘m not stupid, Sky. I was not born with a silver spoon on my
mouth, but you have no right to call me stupid.” Angela looked hurt, and she may not know it, but my
heart is aching for her now, wondering why I wished she had changed her mind. “Stop calling your
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmlawyer. We don‘t need Isaac to be free.” “You‘re crazy,” I hissed, calling him again.
She smirked at me. “Don‘t be funny, Sky. Our marriage is not legally binding.” My eyes narrowed,
confused by what she said. Her tears rolled down her cheeks. “I‘m sorry I lied to
you.”
I waited, wondering which part about everything she did lie to. “At the time we met at the party, I was only
sixteen. I lied about my age,” She explained, causing my heart to stop. “So, I don‘t have to explain it,
right? Our marriage is void from the very beginning.” Sixteen?
Her age echoed in my mind, not caring when I read in her eyes how sad and hurt she was.
“Don‘t leave,” Those were the only two words I could only utter at the moment,
“If you try to stop me, I will sue you for statutory rape,” she said sternly, causing my heart to stop beating.
“I don‘t have to explain it to you, but I have a birth certificate that can provide you with evidence that at
the time of our marriage, I was only sixteen, and though we both agreed to have sex, we both know that
it is still a crime since I am a minor and I was drunk that night.”
The hell, she was right. Angela was not stupid
“I don‘t want your money, Sky. You know that I only wanted one thing that night. A kiss... A kiss from an
elite. A kiss from the Mighty Sky.” She walked back to me and brushed her lips on mine. “Goodbye, Sky
Mars. I assure you that you won‘t see me again.” She hugged the quilt. “I
just need this to remind me not to let my heart decide for me anymore.”
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