Mark's presence was the silence-inducing pill that Angel had taken. She sat quietly, avoiding eye contact with anyone. Marlie tried to ask her about the problem, but she couldn't speak as Mark quickly cut in, saying, "She might have eaten less to save energy for talking."Angel shot Mark a glare, but only he could see it. Marlie and Evelyn were still thinking about Evan's anger and harsh words directed at them.Angel wanted to cry and hide from everything, but she didn't want to raise suspicion. As they got out of the car, Angel received a text from her mother. She knew she needed to be alone for this.[I need to talk to you. Make sure you're alone.]Despite wanting to reply affirmatively to her mom, Angel was being watched by Mark, who was once again reminded that there was something she was hiding on her phone."Angel, are you coming?" Marlie asked, interrupting Angel's thoughts as she tried texting her reply."Uh, yes Mrs. Baristanas," Angel replied, as she quickly finished her tex

Mark remained speechless and unable to tear his gaze away from Angel. It was clear that the last comment was true. He was completely captivated by her."Sir, how is the dress?" one of the attendants interrupted, noticing Mark's stunned expression. The attendants now had their attention on Mark's infatuation with Angel. For her part, Angel was struggling to understand why he was looking at her like that. She couldn't help but feel a bit shy as she caught his gaze.Coughing in embarrassment, Mark tried to compose himself. The attendants couldn't help but giggle at the scene. "Well, I suppose it's not our place to stand here and spoil the moment. Let's leave him to admire his girlfriend," the attendants said, leaving the two alone. Mark continued to stare at Angel for a moment, not even realizing when he whispered, "You look beautiful." But Angel soon started to shift uncomfortably in the dress. It was then Mark realised something was wrong with her. He couldn't help but ask, "W

"Did he really pick..." Spark trailed off, pausing to study Marlie's expression before pointing at Mark with a finger. "Him, with a woman? He picked...?" He couldn't bring himself to finish the sentence, and Chad attempted to do it for him. "Under... " he started, but was unable to complete his words. Chad wanted to try again, but Marlie sent him a glare that said it all. "Are you not ashamed of saying those words?" Chad quickly composed himself under his wife's rebuke. "I didn't..." Mark began, wanting to clarify things, but Spark cut him off. He didn't want to know what they did; all he wanted to know was who the girl was. "Who is she, huh? What's her name? I want to congratulate her," Spark said with a teasing tone, his face lighting up. Chad tried not to laugh, knowing his wife wouldn't approve. Besides, she was serious and he and Spark were just playfully teasing Mark. As Spark approached Mark, placing a hand on his shoulder, Marlie stepped forward with a frown. "Ma

Mark cautiously stepped into Angel's room, hoping to find her there. He wanted to discuss their recent confrontation and understand why she was in such a foul mood. Concern for her well-being nagged at him, especially considering the traumatic encounter with the pervert. He also couldn't shake off the sudden shift in her mood caused by something on her phone. But to his dismay, Angel was nowhere to be found. As he contemplated leaving, his eyes landed on her phone resting on the nightstand. A nagging voice inside urged him to take a peek, but he knew it was wrong to invade her privacy without her consent. Despite his dilemma, he couldn't resist the temptation. After much internal debate, Mark decided to approach the phone. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't ignore the gnawing curiosity. With determination, he picked up the phone, but to his frustration, it was locked. He struggled to unlock it with Angel's name or common words a girl her age would use, but all attempts were f

"Doctor!" exclaimed Angel, her face contorted in anger. "Are you out of your mind? What on earth are you doing here?" Little did she know, she was in his bathroom, not even aware of her own consciousness or the fact that she had spent the night in his room.Mark, who had been occupying the bathroom while Angel had unknowingly barged in, was left speechless. He had just witnessed her undressing right in front of him, rendering him disabled to utter a single word. His heart raced as he tried to process the scene before him. He couldn't believe that she was actually disrobing in front of him, her lingering gaze on his body as she sat on the toilet. He couldn't tear his eyes away, even though he knew he shouldn't be looking. As his brain struggled to make sense of the situation, Mark couldn't help but wonder if he was dreaming. "Did she just remove her lingering right in front of me?" he thought to himself, still unable to comprehend the reality of the situation. "Are you even lis