His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 173

Chapter 173

Dario

I enjoyed seeing you today!

Dario

I almost fell from my carseat and stared at the heart emoji with big eyes. He wasn’t flirting with me. No, he

wasn’t.

The heart was just meant to be something friendly and was nothing special. He said it himself. He didn’t want to create any issues with Christian.

But why was my heart beating fast? It was probably because I felt embarrassed. That had to be it.

Dario

See you tomorrow, beautiful

I gasped and threw my phone on my knees. Was I suppose to reply?

My thoughts got interrupted by Christian, who opened the car while he held Siena in his hands. “Siena!” I called out in a happy tone. She squealed after seeing my face and buried her head in Christian’s neck.

I had the sudden urge to unbuckle my seat belt to get to my daughter-but Christian, who was as quiet as a mouse, made his way to the back and seemed to be in a hurry to leave.

“Are you not going to argue with me and over who should drive?” I laughed at him, but he didn’t even crack a smile. “You drive.” He spoke while he buckled up Siena.

“Oh, okay,” I spoke, confused. “Are you staying in the back, or…”

Christian gave me an irritated look which already told me everything I needed to know. “Okay, so you’ll stay in the back.” I sighed. He was having one of his mood swings again, and it made me think about. Dario’s words. Did Christian really go through with his plan and faced his uncle?

“Christian, wait!” A voice suddenly yelled from afar. Franco ran over and stuck his head through the open car window. “Oh, wow,” I spoke, surprised, but Franco ignored me and stared at Christian.

“So you’re going to leave, just like that?” Franco frowned. “No explanation, nothing as to why my son, who is supposed to be dead, is still alive?” He yelled out, but this time Christian leaned towards the window and slammed his hand in front of Franco’s mouth.

him. Christian gave me a worried look, but what he didn’t know was that

need some time to process this news. I don’t want you to faint again, and you need to take care of dad. Dario will be

to see how he had no issue with raising

breath and removed his hands from the car window. “Okay.” Franco agreed.

he stormed off. He didn’t even gave me a chance to tell him about Dario “So.”1 sighed as I turned my head to Christian.

I was good at throwing tantrumns, so he undeniably expected me to attack him, but

him that I wasn’t going to yell at him. “Uh, yes.” He frowned. He told

I asked, shocked. This was the exact reason why Christian didn’t want to tell anyone about this. If Franco fainted, I didn’t even want to imagine what would’ve happened to

flowers for my dad while he’s trying to destroy everything he built,” Christian spoke in disbelief. “I

could give him a tight hug and tell him

“Why?”

without having to make any assumptions for ourselves.” I explained. “He obviously has a good idea

what will happen if I’ll tell him

wasn’t going to get us anywhere at the moment. “Christian, he fainted because he saw his son who was supposed to be

at least give him

make her a bottle.” Christian spoke after we arrived home and immediately left to go

knew that all he needed at the moment was his space. I stood in the door opening and watched him from a distance until he was finally ready

I let out a giggle and ran over to him to give him a back hug. “Yes.” I

her crib. “Did I hurt your feelings, Serena?” He asked in the

his face and held my hand. “I’m sorry, I just felt like I had to

I don’t want to take out my

smiled “But that doesn’t mean you’re not allowed to talkgo me I know your uncle’s words must’ve

secrets,

did I ever do to deserve you?” He smiled “You gave me Siena.”

the old times?” I suggested. Christian grew a child-like smile on his face and

ask Enzo

his head. “Just you and

me.” I repeated. We prepared some snacks and blankets before we made our

He seemed

movies,” I sighed, annoyed. It was typically something for him to

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