Chapter 17

Philip covered his phone and went to an empty corner to answer it. Angelica and Rosie were left looking at each other. The atmosphere was even more oppressive than before. Angelica did not want to get tangled up with them. She was worried about Skye, who was unconscious, and wanted to go to his hospital room to visit him. However, Matilda stepped forward and blocked her path. "Angelica, you shouldn't have spoken to your father-in-law that way just now. He has your best interests at heart. Skye is the apple of Dominic's eye. How could you deliberately—" Matilda was almost 50 years old. No matter how much she took care of herself, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were conspicuous. Her red lips opened and closed, but she was not saying anything worth listening to. She was just like Rosie. They were both hypocrites. Angelica merely felt disgusted, and she felt her stomach churning. It took her a long time to force down the urge to throw up. "Mrs. Quigley, I have footag