Crashing into an Old Flame
Chapter 104: You... You have a tattoo!

Chapter 104: You... You have a tattoo!

Diana acted like she was offended, ’’What do you mean by blast the kitchen?" She agreed with Ivy on Ryle being scary. After they cleared the misunderstandings, he was playful and nice but he was a devil before that when he pointed his gun at her. She was scared out of her wits. She shivered at the thought. He was caught off guard by the changes in his house and he was a little dazed. If not for his absent-mindedness, Diana was worried that she would have been dead by now.

’’Of course, Dee, I haven’t seen you cooking at all...’’

’’I make good coffee,’’ Diana said defensively as she glanced at Angel who was biting her breasts from above the dress that she had donned. There was a wet patch on her white dress by now. She isn’t looking for milk, is she?

’’Good coffee is not good food. And pretty girls mostly do not cook that well.’’

’’Aren’t you a pretty girl yourself?" Diana was speechless.

Ivy had delicate features that could be easily sold for aesthetics on Pinterest, combined with her sugary sweet persona. Adding her computer skills and hobbies into a mix, she was cool. But to some extent, mysterious too.

Diana turned to look at Logan who was flipping through the files in his hand. The people around Maxim, be it Ivy, Logan, or even his mother....all seemed like a pandora’s box to her, filled with mystery.

Ivy clicked her tongue at her words, ’’Of course not. I am not pretty. I am a goddess—’’

Logan who was drinking a glass of water choked on it as he coughed violently.

Diana’s lips twitched in amusement.

But when she felt ticklish again, she looked at Angel who was now violently biting her breasts. But without teeth and through the layer of clothes, her violent bites were as harmless as one can get.

She tried to detach the girl from her personal treasures but the girl looked at her with those beautiful wide eyes, ’’Bite... Bite me,’’ Diana shoved her face closer to her bosom, having the urge to curse Daisy to the heavens. I am trying my best to walk down the path of motherhood but where do I squeeze milk from?

More so, her sister was not a flirtatious person. She was as stoic as a statue. If a guy knelt in front of her to confess, she would assume that he was planting a bomb under her feet.

But Angel seemed to have been born with innate seduction skills. She had hooked everyone around her little finger in just a few days. Even the stony Logan who acted like he detested human interaction, especially babies, would ogle at Angel discreetly and when nobody was looking, he would poke her cheeks awkwardly.

’’Fine, do what you want but speak first,’’ Diana looked at her sternly and the girl looked at her like a doe, ’’Say Mama.’’

Ivy dropped a few loaves of bread in shock, ’’You really are her mother?" Initially, she had thought of it as a possibility but then she ruled it out when she saw Diana’s clumsy actions around Angel. Yet...

’’Oh, I am not. I am her Aunt,’’ Diana shrugged. She wanted Maxim to be the first one to know about this whole matter. Since he knew, she had no qualms about anyone else knowing about it.

Ivy patted her chest, ’’No wonder. But why are you teaching her to call you Mama?" she watched as Little Angel went back to clinging to Diana like a leech.

’’To irk my sister.’’

She wanted to be called mama by her niece just so she could irk her sister? Heavens...

Ivy: "_"

Logan: "_" Throw me out of this house of eccentrics.

Maxim, who was descending the stairs, was equally speechless although his face did not give it away.

Ivy initially assumed that something had happened to Angel’s mom which is why she ended up with Diana.

Ivy was curious about why Angel’s parents were not around but her concern about her mother being dead was gone with Diana’s response. And she did not ask further questions.

As for Diana, she did want to irk her sister. But for the most part, she would not admit... she felt quite warm when Angel uttered her first ’Ma...Ma’ to her. And she knew that she didn’t just want to be an Aunt to Little Angel. It would give her limited rights. She wanted to be a meddlesome ’Mama’ instead.

From the corner of her eyes, Diana noticed Maxim walking down the stairs and as if her hands grew a consciousness of their own, one hand held Angel tightly and the other fluttered up to tuck her hair behind her ear, even coyly at that.

’Bam’

This time, Ivy did not drop bread but a whole pan.

Logan who was looking for some peace and calm: "_"

The man pushed himself to his feet, nodded at Maxim, and briskly walked out of the mansion like royalty.

’’Deeeeee!" At the sound of the door closing shut, Ivy finally recovered her senses, ’’You... You have a tattoo! You... No wonder you suggested me not to get one in case I regret it. Did you get it done for some ex? And now you regret it?’’

Maxim almost missed the last step.

Combined with the sound of the pan dropping and Ivy’s exaggeration, the blank Angel started bawling.

Regardless of her playful nature, at the end of the day, she was a baby.

Diana jumped off the kitchen counter and quickly patted her back, swiftly hiding her tattoo, "I don’t regret it.*

’’Oh my god. Dee, you are a hopeless romantic, aren’t you? You even made a tattoo for an ex and you won’t regret it at all," Ivy gasped dreamily.

’’Who says it has to be an ex?"

One sentence from Diana was enough to shut Ivy for another few seconds. As Angel had stopped crying, Ivy tried her best to keep her gossipy nature and voice in check, "Not ex... Then, the current boyfriend? Dee, you have a boyfriend?" the excited trembles in her voice gave her away.

Diana was speechless. Whatever floats your boat.

Behind her, she did not see a certain someone still stuck on the last stair as if the ground had disappeared and he would fall into a black hole if he stepped down.

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A/N: Sweeties, you guys...make me speechless. You’re even greater ghost readers than me. My point here is that a few days ago I asked you whether you mind lil spoilers in the mood board or not. None of you bothered to respond *glares* "_" I am posting the mood board in the comment section and I have kept the spoilers minimal. Just quietly like it if you want me to make more of em in the future. K bye (I feel like I am talking to ghosts)

Update—I dunno why the mood board is not showing up in my moments. I hope it is visible to you privileged readers