No Talk Me Angy Mga Nobela at Kwento

In it, Jocelyn, my parents, Joseph, and Felix stood together with bright and carefree smiles. "Joanna, look at them. It looks like they don't even care that you're gone." Sophia's tone brimmed with indignation, but I only gave a faint smile. "I don't care anymore," I replied, my voice sounding calm and unshakable. "Really, they mean nothing to me now." But it seemed fate had a knack for stirring up still waters. An unfamiliar number suddenly flashed on my screen. I hesitated for a moment, but picked up anyway.

“We are going to change some things. Firstly, you will only address me as Ang. Wipe the name ‘Angelina’ from your files. I don’t want to hear it again.” There was a longer processing pause than usual. I could almost hear the conflict in his core programming. “I can’t. That is against pro-” The word cut off abruptly. A digital glitch. A stutter in his very essence. When he spoke again, his tone was different, flatter, as if reporting a strange new fact. “My protocol has changed.” Another beat of silence. “Yes. Wiping name ‘Angelina’ now…. Okay, Ang. What topic would you like me to talk to you about?”

Angel said clicking her fingers in front of Rita’s face as her eyes became normal again. “Who was you talking to?” I asked her. “I think you all need to sit down for what I have to say. Its going to be a lot for you to take in and it will be a good idea if Nick was also present” her voice cautious as she shifted on her feet.

"Just be careful." I left the conversation at that, not wanting to ruin the good mood by telling Nate what else Mr Gray had said. It wasn't like there was much to report; he was simply a confused man who was thinking with his dick. I was almost certain that it would soon fizzle out to nothing and that we'd all forget it had ever happened. "I'm ready to go," I informed my man, slinging my bag over my shoulder as I grabbed my keys and phone off the counter.

I know what to do as I smiled within myself. Oooops!!!😲😲😳 This ain't gonna be funny at all. Now that Angela has surfaced. What is going to happen?? Thank you, I really love you guys 😘😍😍 I appreciate it alot Please don't forget to keep the vote and comment rolling in.

"How can I... I can't even think of you watching those things..." "Don't forget I've been through something like this, Angel. You can talk to me—tell me how you're feeling and what's on your mind. I want you to trust me," I said, believing my words would relax her, at least enough to talk about it. But it was the opposite—Angela screamed, throwing everything off the table onto the floor.

I smiled sheepishly in the end when I realized that I was talking too much. I blinked harder while looking among them. Mr. Silva looked annoyed but both Chris and Mr. Lombart were shocked. “Did I say something wrong?” I asked them in a very low voice. "It.... it's okay if there is no sugar." I said it while shrinking my shoulders anxiously when their expression didn't change for a good few seconds. Mr. Lombart was about to say something when we heard a knock on the door.

Chris' voice carried a trace of wounded pride. "Isn't that it?" I retorted. "Or is it because you've really fallen for me? Didn't you tell me to stop bothering you and go find someone else?" "I... Fiora, are you trying to drive me mad?" Chris' face was filled with anger. "That was just a joke. I was angry at the time." "You're a man, so you should take responsibility for your words." I couldn't help but roll my eyes and added, "We should sever our mate bond as soon as possible."

I narrowed my eyes, “Yeah, I’m cursed to love men who do not love me in return. They give bad for my good, and you must have noticed.” “Oh, come here,” Anji uttered. She moved towards me and raised my chin. “Focus on the deal, and move on,” Anji spoke. I nodded in response, “I just wish the deal ended quickly. I don't want to be here.”

I'm ready to fight someone and I can't believe the knot in my stomach, all because of that useless little omega, "I think it’s best if you don't talk to me again." "Perfect, but you don't talk to me either," Angelique replies, as I'm getting up. The flirtatious flight attendant comes over to tell us that we should stay in our seats but I ignore her because Angie is not over yet, "Don't try to come to me in a few days begging me to take you back because I'm going to send you to hell."