CHAPTER 6

NOAH'S  POV :-

"What condition, Mr. Noah?" Mr. Anderson asked me.

He and his wife looked at each other and shared a confused look. I looked over at my angel and saw her angrily staring at me. I smirked at her reaction. She just rolled her eyes at me. She then started walking, muttering something under her breath. She stopped in front of a little boy, who was looking at me with a fully confused look on his face. Where did he come from? Was he already standing in the room? If he was already standing in the room, then why didn't I notice him before? 

'Because you were busy staring at your angel!' My mind retorted back at me.

But who is he? How is he related to my angel? Who can he be? Is he Angela's son? My eyes widened when the thought crossed my mind. No, he can't be Angela's son. Because Angela is mine, only mine. She is my princess. No one else can touch her, except me. But what if he really is Angela's s