Chapter 81 Ism going to kill him (2/2)
Angel lied down on the sofa and sighed. Her mood went bad again when she remembered what happened.
Harry poured a splash of wine for her and for him, he took a tin of beer. He sat on the sofa in front of her.
”Is something wrong with you today? Have you lost your muse?” Usually, his aunt would be deep in her sadness when she could not paint anymore. When she had no inspiration or nothing went right with her art.
She sighed and pulled herself to sit. She took her glass of wine and swirled it slowly. The dark red liquid danced in the glass, almost mesmerizing her. She sighed again and drank the whole glass.
”Tommy just called me.”
He cocked an eyebrow at the name of Angel's fiance. Tommy proposed to Angel three years ago and last year they had to postpone their wedding when Tommy decided to work in New York. He did promise they would keep in touch and next year would be the year they would get married. However, after a month, Tommy called less, messaged less and lastly he 'disappeared' from their life. Although Harry and his family wanted to search for Tommy, demanding him not to act so unresponsible like this, Angel told them no. She believed in him completely. He would never hurt her feeling.
”When would he come back?”
Would Tommy finally come home and marry his silly aunt?
Angel gulped down the wine and lied back on the sofa.
”Aunt?”
”Don't ask me. I'm still confused,” she cried.
Harry's face darkened. What did she mean by that? Had something bad happen between them? His heart skipped for a few times.
Angel pulled herself to stand and looked at her nephew sadly. Her face looked older than her real age, which was a shock because being Angel who was happy-go-lucky and absent-minded, she looked way younger than her real age without the help of plastic surgery or botox. In fact, it was not a weird situation when people thought she was his sister or even girlfriend. But now...
”I'm going to kill him!”
”Don't.”
”Why not?” he glared, angry at the thought of this man hurting his silly and innocent aunt.
”My fault.”
”What do you mean by your fault?”
”I don't treat him right like I should? I prefer my art than him? I am too weird for him? I don't know. I really don't know,” she bursted into tears. Was it her fault not calling him enough? Was it her fault not following him to New York?He gripped his fists seeing how his innocent aunt blamed herself. Why should the blame go to her aunt when she did nothing wrong? She did not flirt or play around, just waiting for Tommy to return patiently. She did not even demand him to return to celebrate special anniversary or days.”I'm going to kill him!”