His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 197

“Isobel, you didn’t have to say all of that,” I told her as soon as she hung up the phone. Yes, Christian was an asshole, but no one could speak on him except for me.

“It’s true, though.” Isobel spoke. “You’re too good for him, and you know that. He doesn’t deserve you.”

“Please.” I begged her. “Please stop.”

Her words were bothering me, and they were bothering me because she was right. I was sick and tired of the way he had been treating me, and I deserved better than that.

Dario’s information was correct. Christian had sent people to keep an eye on me, and it broke my heart. Everything I did at the club yesterday was to get on his nerves, and he still didn’t care. Anyone with eyes. could see that even though my heart belonged to Christian, my head belonged to Dario-and he still didn’t care.

“You know what, you can stay in your toxic relationship.” Isobel sighed as she walked out of the room. “And just so you know, you shouldn’t be surprised that I dislike him when all you’ve been doing is complain about the way he’s been treating you!”

“What’s her problem?” I whispered as I reached for my phone. Christian read my text, but he still hadn’t replied, and I was desperate to hear his reason. Was he getting just as tired of me like I was getting of him?

It seemed like my prayers had finally been answered because right at that moment, his name had appeared on the screen. I wouldn’t let him wait for another second and accepted the call.

“H-hi,” I spoke awkwardly. I waited for a response, but there was nothing other than a sigh. “Just hi?” I heard Christian’s voice for the first time. I had known him long enough to see that he wasn’t happy, but when was he?

“Can I talk to my daughter?” I requested. I was the first to ignore his calls, but Siena was never part of it. I would never neglect her, and I did care for her well-being. The only reason I was able to breathe was because of Dario. He reassured me that she was doing fine.

“She isn’t here,” Christian spoke.

“What do you mean, she isn’t here?”

“I brought her over to your dad’s. You know that.” He chuckled in disbelief. “Are you still here with me, or did you drank that much that you can’t even remember what’s happening today.”

How could I ever forget?

It was the day of Carmen and Luke’s party, but also the day that Christian would catch his uncle. He had a lot to deal with and needed help with Siena, which was understandable.

“Oh, right—I’m sorry!” I apologized. It went silent again, and I was unsure of what to say. The most logical -thing to discuss would be the baby, Carmen and Luke’s party, or his uncle, but we still had much

unfinished business.

“It’s fine, Serena,” Christian reassured me. The tone in his voice sounded different, and he seemed a bit calmer than before. I was waiting for him to tell me he missed me, but that was not the case.

Isobel’s plan was really cute, but it wouldn’t work for me. Christian was not like my brother, and he was not as open with his feelings.

first,” I told him I wanted to hear what he had

arguing or

and that was all that mattered. “So, what did you want to say?”

of trust in me, and just like that, those feelings of anger had returned. “I went out yesterday, but

that.” Christian defended himself. Then

my turn and I had to be honest about last night. I knew he was aware of everything and

I couldn’t even stand up straight, and I almost kissed this random guy-but then I came

to get angry, and I wanted him to ask me why I

“Do you even care?”

but what do you want me to say?” Christian spoke, confused. He still wasn’t

that I broke your heart and that you need some time to think about us!” I raised my voice. I needed him to give me a reaction. It

what you want?”

at least show me that you cared

deep breath. “You know I don’t have

know what I was doing or why those words had left my mouth, but

a

He never gave me such dry reactions as Christian, and I trusted him more than I could ever trust anyone else. I knew he wouldn’t bail on me.

but it never came. “Okay, and what do you want me to do with that information?” He spoke casually. What the hell was wrong with

it,” I confessed. “You should’ve figured

about it?” Christian commented. “I think it’s weird that you’re into him and that you’re sending bikini pics to my cousin. I feel betrayed, hurt, disgusted, embarrassed, and I could see it coming, but I didn’t have to know all of this.” He

was glad to hear his honest opinion, which was enough for me to believe

each other, we

”

I love you,” I told Christian. “Yes, love.” He spoke sarcastically “We can all see

Therest was again.

tone in

out. It was something I wanted to

to me-and you promised we’d work

Christian asked, surprised. Well, at least I got his attention.

you’re not going to

spoke, irritated. His words shocked me. I wanted to push him just enough to talk to me about his feelings, but this

don’t mean

mean.” Christian interrupted

mean

told me you have feelings for my cousin.

I wasn’t in love with him. I was confused, and Christian’s shocking threat to break up with me came as unexpected.

please stop!” I tried my hardest to talk some

and in the meantime, you can

What?

at my shaking hand and tried to calm myself down. From

just call me?” I asked to see whether he had the nerve to