Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 38

Chapter 38 – Cutting Ties, Knotting Ties (Anj‘s POV) 

Before reaching the driveway, I could see Dylan pacing and Anya laughing as if she was making fun of him. 

How long has it been? 

I cut my ties with my only two friends for almost six years, communicating secretly only with Sister Grace and Aunt Rose so they would not worry about me after Father Jesse had to go to Italy. If only Sister Grace had not gotten confined in the hospital, I would not have come back yet. 

When I stopped the car, Dylan and Anya dashed to the driver‘s side and waited for me to go out. I glanced at my company, which had finally fallen asleep after long hours of talking, complaining, fighting, and crying. I opened the door and smiled. 

“Oh, my God!” Anya‘s eyes widened, and she screamed excitedly as she saw me. “Anya!” I cried as we hugged each other. She was still the same Anya, only she looked mature now, bolder and sexier. 

She moved away and looked at me from head to toe. “Where‘s my cousin? What have you done to her?” She laughed, smacking my arm lightly. “You looked –“She opened her mouth, but no words came out. 

“Stunningly beautiful,” Dylan whispered as he walked toward me and embraced me. “Where‘s our little girl? You‘ve grown up.” I grinned at him. “And you‘re so handsome. Where‘s my big brother, Dylan?” I asked and looked at him admiringly. I could not help noticing the muscles he has now in his arms. Anya rolled her eyes. “Big brother? Really, Anj?” 

I could only smile, blushing, when I caught Dylan staring at me. “When did you have boobs?” She chuckled as they followed me to the back of my car and opened the trunk. “And what‘s with the eyeglasses?‘ 

“As for your first question, I always have them, and as for the second, these are just accessory to make me look sexier,” I joked as I took out our bags. I have been spending a lot of time in front of the computer screen, and I felt the need to protect my eyes 

Dylan quietly helped take out the bags, but I would catch him glancing at me. I knew we had many things to talk about after leaving them without goodbyes six years ago. 

“Dylan, you know it‘s making me uncomfortable, right?” I teased him, but he only grinned at me. 

“I‘m sorry, but I just can‘t help it. You‘ve changed, Anj. I could hardly recognize you,” he smiled sheepishly. “You cut your hair,” he raised his hand to touch my shoulder–length hair, but he stopped, clenching his fist and sighing as he took the handle of my bag instead. 

excitedly, but

of her. When she hugged her, screaming in delight at seeing

her. “Her name‘s Leyanne,” I told Anya. “Mom!” Lyra Helene called, opening the

need to dash to the other side because my daughter was already running to my side, but instead of putting

Her hand flew to her mouth, covering her open mouth as she

at my two girls and

him and squinted her eyes as if my five–year–old daughter was studying him.

same age as him, causing Dylan to raise his eyebrows

he answered and pressed his lips, suppressing a peal of laughter.

to me and whispered, “Is this her first

the first time. I knew

 

they shook hands. “Gosh! Ask him already if he could cook well!” Another voice

car, and her eyes followed me as I entered the vehicle to

she finally got out of the car, she faced the two, her nose wrinkling

and turned to Dylan. After pushing the brim of her eyeglasses, she raised

little?” he said, unsure if his answer was

you drive a car?” Leyanne asked.

drive a car,” he answered. “A sports car?” A follow–up question from Selene. “I wish,” Dylan chuckled, narrowing his eyes and grinning at

sigh. “Girls, enough stressing your Uncle Dylan. Mommy‘s tired from driving, so please go

he‘s not our daddy,” Selene gave her sisters a sullen look before walking

children yourself? And how

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