Considering everything, Angel came to a realization; Evan was anticipating Evelyn to fall into his arms. He had threw the challenge and was determined to win it. Which is why he called out Evelyn, freeing Pissy and letting Phil call Angel to witness it. In a state of fear, Evelyn ran with her screams, and upon seeing Evan standing there, she fell into the comfort of his open arms. She clung to him tightly, even more so than the first time, now that Pissy was standing next to them. While Angel's eyes widened in shock and disdain at Evan's audacity, Evelyn didn't want to open hers and look at the dog. She buried her face in Evan's chest. Angel began to fume knowing he had cheated in this challenge. Evan turned to look at Angel, who scowled in anger, and his smug expression only made her more furious. She wanted to go and smack his face and pull Evelyn away, at the very least. But before she could take a step towards them, Mark pulled her back from behind. He held her against
"Evelyn, it's okay, you can open your eyes. He's really gone," Evan reassured her, but she refused to believe him. "No way, I'm not falling for it," she said, shaking her head. "You're just trying to trick me." Evan sighed. "I'm telling the truth. Pissy is gone. You can look around if you don't believe me." But Evelyn was adamant. "You're lying! You just want to scare me!" Evan tried to reason with her. "If I wanted to scare you, I wouldn't be holding you right now. Trust me, he's gone." "I don't trust you!" she exclaimed. Evelyn's distrust was palpable. Evan's anger flared up, but he quickly regained control. "Then why are you still clinging to me?" he asked, his voice low and even. Evelyn's grip on him only tightened. "I don't know," she whispered. Evan tried again. "Come on, Evelyn, just take a peek. He's really gone." This time, she hesitantly opened her eyes, but quickly shut them again before she could even see that Pissy was indeed gone. Evan's patience was
Evan slashed water onto his face. His body still reeled from the emotional turmoil that lingered within him. The memory of his fall and the subsequent gaze into Evelyn's eyes, which had left his heart racing, remained vivid in his mind. He couldn't shake off the feeling, and the water's coolness did little to calm his nerves. His heart continued to pound in his chest. He placed his hand on his chest and leaning against the door, he struggled to regain composure. Evelyn was no less calm. Her encounter with Evan had left her shaken, and Marlie's concern was evident as she helped her daughter settle down. "Are you alright, dear? Where's Mark?" She asked, her voice laced with worry. Evelyn recounted everything that happened back there, ofcourse leaving out that part. Phil was listening intently, his expression a mix of curiosity and relief. "Oh, that's why," he murmured, grateful that the situation wasn't as serious as he had imagined. ***** "Huh?!!!" Gemma exclaimed l
"No, I won't allow it!" Angel's stern protest echoed through the room, leaving everyone, including Mint, stunned. The reason behind Angel's outburst was unclear, but her possessive behavior was undeniable. She positioned herself in front of Mark, as if shielding him from an invisible threat. Mark's initial shock soon gave way to a triumphant grin, indicating that his plan was working its magic on Angel. However, he wasn't about to make it easy for her, he wanted more than her protest. With a calm and collected demeanor, Mark feigned ignorance about Angel's motives, and uttered, "I need to tend to her; she's in pain." "Over my dead body! You're not going to touch her!" Angel's response was immediate and vehement. Undeterred, she stood her ground, folding her arms and locking eyes with Mint. Her message was clear: Mark was not going to carry Mint, no matter what. Mint, sensed the tension and glanced at Mark, whose gentle smile confirmed her suspicions. A smile spread
As Angel gazed at her phone, her eyes widened in surprise. The caller ID displayed a familiar name - her mother. Her demeanor shifted, and she became visibly uneasy, catching Marlie's attention. "Angel, is everything all right?" Marlie's concerned tone broke the silence. She asked, her voice laced with worry. Angel's gaze snapped back to the present, and she hastily ended the call instead of answering it. "Uh, everything's fine, Mrs. Baristanas," Angel stammered, trying to reassure Marlie. Marlie nodded, seemingly relieved, but Angel knew the truth - nothing was fine. Marlie's warm smile caught Angel's attention, she had always been friendly towards her. "Call me Marlie, dear. We've known each other for a while now. I think it's time we dropped the formalities." "Marlie? But I thought your name was Charlotte?" Angel asked, her brow furrowed in confusion and Marlie's smile grew wider, and she explained, "It's a long story, but you can call me Marlie, or Aunt. And if you
Angel gripped tight her phone when she turned it off. Despite her pounding heart she managed a smile on her face. She was well aware that her decision would incur her mother's wrath, but she whispered to herself, "I might as well live before she kills me," then she hastily exited to the room. Mark was no longer present. But Angel didn't hesitate to inquire about his whereabouts and Chad politely informed her that, "Mark could probably be in his room." "Thanks," Angel replied, rushing off to find Mark. Just then, Chad overheard Spark remarking, "You see what I said? One minute she's furious, the next she's happy. Hey Chad are you sure she is not her daughter? I kinda think maybe she is the real Evelyn since the character is too similar to..." "To who?..." Before he could continue, Marlie's sharp voice cut him off. Chad shot Spark a warning glance, but Spark was undeterred, eager to discuss Marlie at every opportunity. Now he had to face her. "I didn't mention any nam
"And I think I also like you" Mark's heart skipped a beat as Angel's words hung in the air. His hands dropped to his sides, releasing the tension that had been building in his chest. "You told me you didn't have feelings for me," Mark reminded her, his voice laced with skepticism. "I was lying." Angel's response was simple "What changed your mind in just a few minutes?" Mark's eyes narrowed. Angel's gaze faltered, and she hesitated before speaking. "I know I said that, but it wasn't true. Something was holding me back, but now I've had time to think... and I realize I do have feelings for you." Mark's heart swelled with emotion as Angel's face lit up with sincerity. He knew she was not lying, and her words resonated deep within him. "And now?" Mark pressed, his voice barely above a whisper. Angel's headshake was accompanied by a gentle smile. "I don't care about what happened before. I want to be with you, doc." Mark's joy was evident in the smile that greased his
As Mark and Evan joined the group gathered, Mark's gaze was immediately drawn to Angel, who looked stunning in her plunge bikini. Her pale skin glowed in the sunlight, and her tied-back hair accentuated her beautiful features and radiant smile. Evan, however, was annoyed by Mark's obvious admiration. Mark, undeterred, picked a flower and approached Angel, slipping it into her hair and paying her a compliment. Angel became self-conscious and protested, "Stop it, everyone is watching!" But Mark just smiled and flattered, "I'm not doing anything wrong. I'm simply appreciating the beauty of the sun up close." Angel blushed and tried to avoid eye contact, but Mark continued to hover around her, enjoying her shyness. "They are watching," Angel whispered. "Let's take a photo," Mark suggested. "What?" Angel's eyes widened in shock as she darted her gaze around. "Here?" Mark nodded in affirmation. "But they will..." "They won't mind," Mark reassured her. "It will draw att
"A boy?" "Yes, a few of the boys in my..." Evelyn continued to speak, oblivious to Evan's darkening expression. But Evan's anger boiled over, cutting her off mid-sentence. "Boys? You just got to school and you are already involved with boys?!" He let out a bitter laugh, his anger simmering just below the surface. "I was with Phil and he...", Evelyn tried to explain, but Evan wouldn't let her finish. "Are you that naive? Did they flatter you with compliments and you fell for it? Who fed you those lies about being pretty when you smile?" he thundered, his thought running wild imagining how they had complimented Evelyn and she had smiled at them. Then his thought shifted to Phil being present while the boys flattered Evelyn, "That empty head!" The car pulled up to the mansion, and the driver, sensing the tension, quickly opened the door for Evelyn to exit but Evan was blocking the way. Evan's anger was detectable, and the driver wisely kept his distance. "Phillimon Winterfill!
Evan and Evelyn stood inches apart. Oblivious to their surroundings, they were lost in their own little world. It wasn't until the driver apologized a few moments later that they snapped back to reality. Their faces flushed with embarrassment as they pulled away from each other. The tension in the car suddenly become palpable. Neither of them could muster a word. The silence was deafening, their hearts beating in unison. Evelyn nervously intertwined her fingers, while Evan rubbed his palm against his chest in an attempt to calm himself down. "I'm sorry, sir. It was my fault. I didn't see the car coming." The driver finally broke the silence, his voice laced with regret. "No, no, no, you shouldn't blame yourself..." Evelyn quickly intervened, apologizing to Evan instead, "I'm sorry Evan, I didn't mean to fall into you." But Evan lashed out at the driver. "Can't you watch where you're going? Do you get paid to be so careless? You could have caused an accident!" "I'm so
Evan had to share the car with his sister since Mark took Angel in his. Evan fixed his eyes on Evelyn, who seemed to flinch under his gaze. She wanted to ask why he was staring, but she was afraid he would lose control and scold her instead. His intense gaze made her shift uncomfortably in her seat. And seeing how he had been looking at her for the past days, she was over the moon. Evan, on the other hand, was trying to figure out how to initiate a conversation. He remembered the challenge he had set for himself, and he was determined to stick to his rule of making her talk willingly without using tricks. Though his heart was betraying him, he managed to keep his composure and cleared his throat. Even that small action startled Evelyn, causing her to squeak in fright. Confused, Evan frowned, wondering what had caused her sudden reaction. It was then that he realized his own actions had made her scared. He readjusted his coat and sat up straight, trying to appear composed. Despit
"Evan, you were looking for Angel, right? She's currently at the parking lot." The student's words were hurried, a testament to the speed at which he had run to deliver the news bearing witness, that they had been looking for her. Without hesitation, the entire group, including the principal, rushed to the parking lot. Upon arrival, they found Angel standing with a coat draped over her. But she was not alone. Angel was accompanied by her mother, Stella. The group halted at a distance, observing Angel's back as if they were not sure it was indeed her. Angel, visibly shaken, stood with her mother, clutching a cup of warm coffee to calm her nerves. Stella caught their gaze and with a soft smile, she gestured for Angel to turn around. Angel turned to face them and saw a collective sigh of relief on their faces. She knew they were worried, most importantly Mark. Mark, was the first to rush to her side, overcome with emotion, and pulled her into a tight embrace. He held her a
Mark's face contorted in anguish as he emerged from his car. He had sped out of the hospital after learning that Angel was missing. The fact that Angel had vanished just hours after he had left her was unsettling. Mark's intuition told him that she had been hiding secrets from him, and her disappearance was likely connected to her failure to comply with the plans of those who had sent her. As he drove, he repeatedly called Angel, but his calls went unanswered. His worry and frustration grew with each ignored call, and he feared the worst. Meanwhile, Angel's phone rang in her pocket, but her fear paralyzed her, preventing her from even glancing at it. Her uncle James's laughter ceased as he noticed the phone, and his expression darkened. James approached Angel, extracted her phone from her pocket, and his eyes scanned the screen. His face transformed into a scowl, and he flashed a malevolent grin at Angel. "It's him calling," he sneered. Angel knew Mark was the one calling, b
Evan got up from his seat in shock. "Have you seriously check every conner in the school?" Phil nodded in responds much to Evan's shock. "We just went on break. How could she disappear in few minutes?!" Nancy was in tears at that point. Her body shook with fear. She had called home, but no one answered which increased her fright the more. "Let check it again. She can't possibly be missing." The three of them dispersed at the command of Evan. ****** Angel was shoved into a room which ended her on the floor. Her body shivered in fear as her eyes stung with tears. As the door banged closed she let out a terrified cry. Looking up from the floor her face consorted with terror at the man who looked at her with a menacing grin. His perverted eyes hovering over her made her heart shriek with fear. He squarted in front of Angel making her embrace her legs in pure terror. "Hey princess, it's been a while. You don't know how much I miss you." The word princess coming out of his m
Angel's eyes widened when the car glass rolled and she saw the person sitting in it. She held the bag tightly as she gazed at her mother's face. Stella's expression was stern and as icy cold and her eyes were colorless as the devil's glare. "Are you waiting for an invitation?" Stella's cold and manacing voice made the inner being of Angel roll with fear. "Alright then, please enter, Your Highness?" She motioned with her hand besides her with a devilish grin. Angel's heart skipped a beat. Getting into the car was not going to be anything good. Yet, where is the choice? Angel fearfully let go of the bag and took a step towards the car. The roses and chocolate finding their way to the ground helplessly. The manacing grin of Stella made Angel shook with terror and her eyes stung with tears, fearing the worse to come. She wished someone would save her but she was all alone. Angel stretched out her shaking hands to get the door. Luckily, Phil bounced from the back calling her name.
"Aunty, you're here?" Stella's face lit up with a forced smile as Nancy approached her, asking. Nancy's innocent gaze didn't detect the artificial warmth behind Stella's eyes as she nodded. Her attention shifted from Nancy's face to her phone, her voice laced with curiosity. "Who were you talking to?" Nancy's eyes followed hers , and she replied innocently, "My cousin called. She said her battery died, but she's okay now. Nothing's wrong." Stella smiled as Nancy explained, but her anger simmered beneath the surface, fueled by Angel's unreturned calls and messages. "That's a relief." She masked her emotions with a calm tone, carefully choosing her words. " Did she ask for anything?" "Yeah, she wanted me to bring her uniforms to school," Nancy thought for a moment before responding " But then she told me to stop." "Stop?..." Stella's interest was piqued, and she pressed on, "Do you know why?" Nancy had no idea how her aunty was reeling in anger and continued telling her
Mark's sudden movement off the bed was a desperate attempt to interrupt Angel's words. The meaning behind her words stirred a whirlwind of emotions within him. Her closeness elicited a burning heat in his body, and her words were the catalyst for the tingling sensation in his stomach, causing the front of his pants to rise. "You need to go to your room now, Angel," Mark said sternly, shocking Angel with his reaction. She furrowed her brow in confusion and rose from the bed. "Why are you sending me to my room? How am I supposed to sleep if you don't give me a goodnight kiss?! I came here only for that." Angel's voice rose in frustration, her face now etched with annoyance. "Here I was thinking you would want to sleep only after kissing me, but I guess I was wrong." Angel looked visibly annoyed, while Mark was taken aback by her words. He was taken aback by Angel's reaction, realizing too late that he had misinterpreted her intentions. His mind had ventured into a realm of emo