Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 33

“I’ll go for help,” I say, rising to my knee, but he grabs my wrist.

“Fay,” he says, opening his eyes a little to squint at me. “Don’t go

anywhere. Tell no one.”

“What!?” I hiss at him, appalled. “Kent, you could die-”

“I’m not going to die,” he grumbles, forcing the words from between his clenched teeth. “This happens sometimes. It will –”

He groans before forcing out the last word in the sentence.

“Pass.” He rests his head back against the floor, squeezing his

eyes shut and grimacing in pain.

I gape at him. Is he serious? Is this honestly a common thing for

him?

“Well, what can I do to help?” I ask, still frantic.

He opens one eye and looks at me, clearly annoyed. “Go away,

what you can do.”

Was he crazy? “Kent,

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hall below. He freezes, tries to sit up, and then groans in pain as he

“What!?”

again

heave with all my

he’s fully in my room, I drop him and he collapses again on the floor with a heavy groan. “The door,” he murmurs, and I quickly close it. Then, I lean back against the door, staring at Kent

the floor as he breathes hard.

what the hell will happen to me if people discover the Mafia Boss’s dead body

room.

during those minutes, Kent’s breath softens.

normal lines. He’s still sweaty and exhausted but he was

I venture after a

breathing.

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his eyes. “I’m

you don’t want

someone? A doctor?”

his arms around his knees for support, and then straight at me. “I don’t

him, and I’m sure he can tell by my face that I think he’s definitely wrong. He shakes his head

I think – and pauses before