Chapter 82 It’s Game Over.
As the Emcee’s voice echoed within the event halls, most, if not all of the guest, pausing their current activities to look in the direction of the entrance and watching as Angelina strode in with high and confident shoulders, they began to whisper the exact same question Leonica could have asked herself had she been an outside person, who had been aware of Angelina and Gabriel’s relationship, just like the rest of them.
And soon, one of those outside people, Cassandra Romero Namely, soon found her way over to her daughter’s side and tugged her aside by the arm. “What is that witch doing here?” She whispered through seethed teeth.
“Mom, please calm down,” Leonica tried to sooth her mother after gauging her anger. Not that she could blame her, if she had been her own mother, she would have given her an ear full, and a long lectured and then saw to it that Angelina was escorted off the premises, immediately. But what could she do, it was Ashley’s request after all.
“Don’t tell your mother to calm down, Leonica, answer the question.” Benjamin had slid right into the scene, looking as displeased as his wife, before she could even begin talk less finish her explanation.
“Dad, Mom, calm down,” She repeated, this time around with more determination to get them both to hear her explanation before they went eating her out, for very valid reasons. Once they were calm and she noticed, Leonica muttered a brief ‘thank you’ before she proceeded to her simple explanation. “It’s because of Ashley. Angelina... protected him during a scaffolding incident, and instantly painted this holy saint picture in his head, so he couldn’t help but invite her.”
“What?” Cassandra asked with creased brows. And no, she wasn’t asking for a repeated explanation, neither was she in surprised that Angelina had turned over a new leaf all of a sudden, she was in disbelief over the fact that her own daughter, as smart as she is and aware of Angelina’s deceit, had allowed Ashley, a five years old child who didn’t even know the witch as well as she did, make such a decision. “You allowed that thing come here because your son requested for it.”
Well, if put that way, then it made her sound like a mother who is totally whipped for her son, and she was, and she’d be lying if she said that hadn’t been the only reason, but it wasn’t. Even though she refused to admit it, some part of her had bulged because Gabriel had sided Ashley’s request.
Swallowing thickly, she caused whatever part of her that still thought about Gabriel.
For Christ sake, she had been married to him for two years, two freaking years in which he never for once showed any sign of love towards her, not even when they were in their matrimonial bed, making love, and he even had the audacity to hit her when she confronted when about bringing his mistress home, yet, after all that, she still allowed thoughts of him get the better of her.
‘Can you be any less stupid, Leonica Romero?’ She thought as she stood there, feeling like a child who was getting scolded over staying out late, whilst getting ready for her mother’s lash out.
But it never came.