His Wife, His Mistress

Chapter 34

Minsan mapapaisip ka na grabe talaga magbiro ang tadhana. You don't even know if it's testing you or just playing pranks on you. Who would've thought that the person who caused pain to me was my half sister all along?

I never had a sister for all I know, and finding out now that Kyla is my sister doesn't leave a good taste in my mouth.

I still couldn't forgive her. Call me the worst sister, but I am not a saint or an angel just like my name. Right now, even though I knew she is my sister, I don't have the courage to treat her like one.

Sawang-sawa na akong magpatawad at masaktan ulit. She can have Leigh all she wants. Ayoko nang magpakatanga pa. I wanted to be happy. I deserve to be happy.

"Dad," I called him.

I saw him glancing outside the window. Pinatulog ko muna si Leighan bago kausapin si Dad. Ang dami kong gustong tanungin dito, ngunit nang lingunan ako nito ng may mapupungay na mga mata ay lumapit ako rito para yakapin.

"Angel, I'm sorry for lying to you," he said, and patted my back. "I respected your Mother's wish to not tell you the truth. I really wanted to keep it a secret to you for the rest of my life, but I can't bear to see you hurting anymore..."

Kumalas ako sa pagkakayakap dito at nginitian. "It must've been hard, Dad, but thank you. Thank you for loving me like your own daughter," I said.

"You are still my daughter," he clarified.

I nodded. "You're still the best Dad," I said.

We both chuckled when we realized how we missed this. It's been years since we first met. I can still remember how Dad spoils me with everything. Na kahit hindi ako makapagsalita ay naghintay pa rin siya sa akin.

He loved me unconditionally even though we're not blood related.

How Dad felt when he found out my Mother died?

Dad had the chance to remarry after those years, but he still chose to stay faithful to Mom. He chose to love him without expecting to receive love.

I wonder... did Mom never really loved Dad?

I know from Dad's perspective she didn't, but is it really the truth? If only I can remember my childhood memory, I will know, but I can't still remember anything until now. Even when Dad mention how he chased Mom, I can't remember it.

The only thing I can remember was how that guy killed my Mother.

"Dad, the reason why you're mad and so sure Armani Ramsey isn't the suspect, was it because he's my Father?" I asked.

Dad's gaze became serious. "Yes. I know he won't kill Angela. He loves her, they love each other, but he's still a bastard. I also don't want you to get close to him. I know he's your Father, but remembering how he hurted your Mother, he doesn't deserve the two of you."

"But Dad, how can you be so sure Mom didn't love you back?" I immediately regretted what I asked because of what he said next.

"Angela said it to me the last time I saw her," he said with sad eyes. "She said that she still loves Gian and that she was forced to marry me because of you. I know your Mother--"

My head suddenly aches as Dad told me what Mom said to him. A memory suddenly flashes on my mind.

A man soaking wet in rain while kneeling in front of my Mother. It's blurry... but I was so sure it was Dad.

"Angel!" Dad immediately caught me in his arms when I almost fell down. "Are you okay?" he asked in a panic tone.

My tears escaped my eyes as I remember my Mother crying when she closed the door. I can't remember everything, but one thing I know is that Mom loves Dad.