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.

told him I wanted to hear what he had to say about this because I honestly didn’t even know

us, and I don’t even know if we’re even arguing or not-but I

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

as I thought about his lack of trust in me, and just like that, those feelings of anger had returned. “I went

himself. Then what was it like?

my turn and I had to be honest about last night. I knew he was aware of everything and he wasn’t

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

and I wanted him to ask me why I did that, but there was nothing. All

“Do you

do, but what do you want me to say?”

that you need some time to think about us!” I raised my voice. I needed him to give me

what you

would at least show me that you cared about me.”

“You know I don’t have the right to say anything to

Dario.” I dropped out of nowhere. I didn’t even know what I was doing or why those words had left my

it a lie?

up on me. He never gave me such dry reactions as Christian, and I trusted

what do you want me to do with that information?” He spoke

know how you feel about it,” I

my cousin. I feel betrayed, hurt, disgusted,

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

with each other, we could overcome

”

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

Therest was again.

in his

was something I wanted to tell him for a while, but somehow it worked

to me, you don’t listen to me-and you promised we’d work on our communication, but

asked, surprised. Well, at least I got his

not going to

His words shocked me. I wanted to push him just enough to talk to me about

don’t mean

tell me what I do and don’t mean.” Christian interrupted me. He sounded. serious,

don’t mean

just told me you have feelings for my

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

not even comparable to the amount of love I have for you, so please stop!” I tried my hardest to talk some sense into him. “You’re confused. Let’s discuss this at home,

the one who’s confused?” Christian mumbled. “Alright, let’s discuss this at home, and in the meantime, you

What?

shaking hand and tried to calm myself down. From all the terrible names he had

to