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.

to hear what he had to say about this because I honestly didn’t even know what was happening.

know if we’re even arguing or not-but I want you to know that

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

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

defended himself. Then

to be honest about last night.

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

to my surprise. I wanted him to get angry, and I wanted him to ask me why I did that, but there was nothing. All he gave me was a ‘fine’ as if it didn’t even matter.

“Do you even

to say?” Christian spoke, confused. He still wasn’t

need some time to think about us!” I raised my voice. I needed him to give me a reaction. It didn’t matter what kind of reaction. I just needed something, so I could make myself believe that he loved

you want?”

me that you cared about me.”

Christian took a deep breath. “You know I don’t have the right to say anything

know what I was doing or why

it a

on me. 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

came. “Okay, and what do you want me to do with

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

sending bikini pics to my cousin. I feel betrayed, hurt, disgusted, embarrassed, and I could see it coming,

his honest opinion, which was enough for me to believe that we could work this

each other, we could overcome anything.

”

I love you,” I told Christian.

Therest was again.

sarcastic tone in his

I wanted to tell him for a while,

you don’t listen to me-and you promised we’d work on our communication, but nothing

Christian asked, surprised. Well, at least

you’re not going

maybe we are better off as friends,” Christian spoke, irritated. His words shocked me. I wanted to push him just enough to

mean

you’re in no position to tell me what I do and don’t mean.” Christian interrupted me. He sounded. serious, and that scared me more than

mean

just told me you have feelings

with him. I was confused,

and it’s not even comparable to the amount of love I have for you, so please stop!” I tried my

confused?” Christian mumbled. “Alright, let’s discuss this at home, and in the meantime, you can continue to act like the deadbeat mom you are.”

What?

dizzy and shocked. I stared down at my shaking hand and tried to calm myself down. From all the terrible names

to see whether he had the nerve