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Chapter Twenty Five

(Angel's POV)

“What's wrong? Are you still not feeling well?” he asked as soon as he finished dropping all of my used clothes on the laundry.

I just finished my shower and he's already doing the laundry for me. I just wore his cleaned clothes and his unused underwear. Nakakahiya man pero sinout ko parin. Kesa naman sa walang masuot diba?

“Can we talk?” I asked nervously as I leaned on the wall beside him.

He stared at me for a while before he agreed.

“Come on, let's talk on the living room.”

Sinundan ko lang siya sa sala at nauna na siyang naupo sa dulo ng mahabang sofa at ako naman ang sa kabilang dulo.

“So... What is it that you want to talk about?”

“Aren't you mad at me?” diretso kong tanong.

“Why would I be mad?” he asked back as he put his other leg on the sofa.

“Because I cheated on you, and I need to apologize. I left you for years. I hid my child to his father and—”

“I saw your stitches last night.” he said that cut me off.

“W-what?” I asked again while caressing my stomach.

I saw him played with the pillow first before he spoke.

“You carrying my child and taking care of him despite of the fact that I'm not there to take care of you both is enough reason why I can't hate you for what you did.” sabi niya habang nakatingin sa direksiyon ko.

Hindi ko alam ang mararamdaman ko habang sinasabi niya yun. I just stared at him as he spoke again.

“I know that you didn't cheat on me before. And that was the biggest mistake I ever did to you, leaving you. In fact, I was the one who need to apologize. Thank you for taking care of Seiichi and sorry if I'm not there when you gave birth to our son.”

Umiwas ako ng tingin nang matapos niyang sabihin yun. I just found myself tearing up and I don't know how to stop myself from crying.

“Hushh... don't cry,” he crawled and went on me to wipe my tears. He pulled me closer to him and held my waist to let me sat on his lap.

“No. Don't stop me from crying.. why... why are you like this?! You're always saying and doing good things. How can I? H-how can I hate you when you're like that?”

I just heard him chuckling before he pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead.

“I guess it's because I'm Park Jimin, that's why you can't hate me...”

“You and your cockiness, stop squishing me!” I slapped his chest slightly when he hugged me tighter.

He chuckled and finally let me go.

“What time is it now? Aren't you have work to do, today?” I asked him as I wiped my tears and fixed my hair.

“It's already past 9 in the morning...” he said, still sitting on the couch and closing his eyes.

“And your work?” I asked him again.

“Nah, we have our day off today.”

“Okay, do you know where my phone was? I need to call Seiichi for a 'good morning',”

I saw him immediately opened his eyes when he heard our sons name.