The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Murderer

Nolan chuckled, the sound soft and genuine. "And I’m glad you did."

Evelyn’s expression softened. "I’m happy now, Master. I have a loving husband..." She hesitated, her voice catching, "and my son."

"Son?" Nolan’s brows shot up.

"Yes. A little boy with his father’s temper and his mother’s stubbornness."

Nolan’s expression quickly turned to joy.

"Wow, I’m so glad you have a boy..." He smiled, his eyes shining with excitement. "Poor Mr. Knight, the little one is going to drive him crazy."

Evelyn laughed again, shaking her head. "He already does. Sometimes I think Axel’s more terrified of our child than of his business rivals."

"As expected..." Nolan chuckled warmly.

They continued talking about the mountain where Nolan’s family lives.

Evelyn’s heart warmed as she remembered her summers spent there.

Their laughter filled the air, lightening the tension that had suffocated Evelyn minutes ago.

But behind that laughter, Evelyn’s heart tightened. She couldn’t dismiss the image of her father lying on the floor, the sound of his cries echoing in her ears.

She didn’t know what Axel was doing now, but she trusted him. She always had.

Still, part of her prayed that Axel’s anger would not consume him, fearing her husband might become a murderer.

Silently, Evelyn took a deep breath and tried to calm the remaining tension pulsing through her veins.

Then,

She turned her gaze toward Stella and Alicia, who were waiting inside their car not far from Axel’s car.

Their faces were pale, still recovering from the chaos that had unfolded inside the house.

Evelyn knew they were worried about her.

When she was about to excuse herself to Nolan and walk over to Stella and Alicia, she suddenly heard footsteps approaching from behind.

Her heart skipped.

’Axel?’

She turned, and there he was.

Her husband walked toward her with his usual calm stride.

His expression was warm, and that familiar half-smile curved on his lips, the kind of smile that could melt away her fears without a single word.

Behind him, Lisa followed closely, still alert but visibly more relaxed than before.

However, Evelyn noticed that Liam wasn’t with them.

"Eve," Axel said as he reached her, taking her hand gently in his. His thumb brushed over her knuckles to calm her. "I’m sorry for making you wait."

"It’s fine. I’m just glad it’s over."

He nodded, his eyes searching hers. "Everything’s settled inside. Liam will take your father to the hospital."

She didn’t ask anything else. As long as William Walters was alive, that was enough. She didn’t want Axel to get into any trouble because of her father’s madness.

"I see," she said quietly. "That’s good."

Axel squeezed her hand, his gaze softening.

"Are you hurt anywhere?" he asked, trying to check her face, her hands, and her feet.

Evelyn smiled.

"Just a little sore, but I’ll survive. Well, Mr. Knight, your wife’s tougher than you thought." She playfully answers.

"I never doubted that. I saw six grown men lying unconscious across a room because of you. Remind me never to argue with you when you’re holding that baton."

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