When those who are supposed to be against you show you more affection than your loved ones, it can be a surreal experience. The moment you realize this, it can evoke a mix of emotions. Imagine Angel's surprise when her childhood enemies, the ones she thought were against her, showered her with more love than her own mother. **** Mark could see the tears of joy streaming down her face, and her inner self was rejoicing at the warmth and love she was receiving, and that made him immensely happy. As the whole family gathered around Angel, Evan stood out as the only one who didn't join in. Phil approached him, curious about his reluctance to participate in the celebration. "What's holding you back?" Phil asked, but Evan was dismissive. "What's the big deal? She didn't win an award or anything!" Phil was perplexed by Evan's lack of understanding. "Don't you know why we're doing all this for Angel?" he asked, but Evan just shrugged. "Who cares?" "You're being heartless, Evan."
"Hey, cus,... uhm.... can you tell me... how to make.... a... girl....pay attention.... to ..to a guy?" Evan's words erupted from his mouth like a fledgling dragon breathing its first flames. He struggled to articulate his question, his nerves getting the best of him. Phil's eyes widened in astonishment at Evan's bold question. He blinked several times, his jaw nearly dropping to the floor. Was he hearing things? He rubbed his ears to confirm the reality of the situation, if it was really Evan he was hearing. "What did you just say?" Phil asked incredulously. Evan blushed with embarrassment, forcing himself to repeat the question. "How can a man entice a woman's attention?" This time, Phil rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't hallucinating. He looked back at Evan, still there in front of him. "No, this must be a dream!" Phil exclaimed, pinching himself to snap out of it. Evan glared at him. But he knew he had to suppress his frustration to get an answer to win the challeng
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