It was then she caught a glimpse of her collarbone and realized that the marks that he left on her skin were fully revealed that something happened between them.
Her face darkened, itching to give a punch on his handsome face while glaring at the man walking beside her but he only glanced at her.
'Shit! Is this why he was holding me? Was he trying to expose our affairs last night which was why he required me to wear these clothes?!' Angie cursed in her mind.
Still, Angie tried to ignore everything and walk normally. Besides, all is done. She is already used to the feeling of people that keep on staring at her and she doesn't care who it is. The only thing she should worry about is how to hide these marks once she arrives home.
After getting in the car, he didn't let go of Angie, yet she pushed him away. Thankfully, the man didn't insist on holding her until they reached their destination.
Without heed, she immediately wore her white sweatshirt and instantly got out of the car without saying a word.
She ran fast towards the gate and rang the doorbell while she instantly got in after it was opened. After getting inside the mansion, Angie immediately finds Anna who was worriedly waiting in the living room.
Angie angrily yelled. "Anna Rainford! You little girl! You are no longer allowed to meet those f*cking friends of yours!"
Anna, whom she treated like her own younger sister, insisted on sneaking out with her to have some fun and drink with her friends in a club to introduce Angie.
Angie is a foreigner in this country. She met Anna and Harold when her beloved younger sister Jam, a sixteen years old teenager, and her best friend, was blocked by some young men when they were on their way home after watching a pageant in their City.
Her sister Jam is still in high school. She loves watching some pageants to learn more because she likes joining those kinds of competitions as well, but who would expect that she'll encounter such a situation.
Fortunately, Anna and her cousin Harold, who visited the city to attend the famous festival, were passing by. They helped Jam and her best friend against the young men who tried harassing them before offering to send them home where they met Angie.
As soon as they meet Angie, Anna and Harold are astonished and fall into a daze with one word in their mind 'Cool!'.
Even though her mother was an Asian, it cannot be hidden that her looks are mixed with foreign blood.
Angie has fair white and delicate skin, a high nose, long and thick curled eyelashes that flap like butterfly wings when she blinks.
Her gaze was sharp while the shape of her eyes made her look fierce and her pupils looked black but if you look closely, it was light brown. Her red thin lips look tempting to kiss. Her long wavy hair that reached her waist is black, but a mix of brown and red when it shines under the fluorescent light.
She's not too tall, but wearing a fitted shirt with spaghetti straps was enough to show her perfect round chest, and short jeans that reveal her pear-shaped body and long legs made her look like a model in a magazine.
Her looks made Anna and Harold's hearts skip a beat but when Angie gently spoke with gratitude, accompanied by her sweet smile on her red thin lips, it was opposite from her appearance.
Angie treated her younger sister Jam like her own child, pampering her as much as she could.
Hence, she was very thankful to Anna and Harold for helping her younger sister and was willing to do anything she could to return their kindness as she didn't want to owe anyone.
"If you honestly want to repay our kindness, what about becoming my sister?" Anna proposed with a smile full of excitement.
Her words made Angie's face turn serious as she raised her brow in confusion. They were strangers, meeting for the first time, so it doesn't make sense as to why Anna would choose such an unreasonable request.
Knowing Angie was unclear of her request, Anna immediately clarified. She cleared her throat as she explained, but it revealed her spoiled character.
"You will pretend to be my sister and will follow me wherever I go. That means you will go with us when we return home to our country."
Before Angie could speak, a little girl abruptly came out of the room and ran towards the living room, and plunged at her.
"Mommy! Will you go abroad? What about me? Can I go with you or will I stay with grandma?" The little girl asked with her milky and sweet voice.