Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 177

voice growing louder as he gets angrier.

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“Am I?” I ask, sarcastic, unfolding my arms and putting my hands

flat on the table so that I can better accuse him in return. “As

far as I know, you never asked me to marry you. Your dad told

us we were engaged. And so, when it comes to dissolving the

engagement, it seems like that was his prerogative. And besides, where were you these past few days? If we were so engaged, and so close, and so dedicated to each other, why weren’t you around, begging me to come back? You were probably out somewhere, paying attention to your actual boyf-”

and looking around anxiously to make sure

want to ruin his life just because he’s being a jerk to me. “I’m sorry,” I say, a little bitter. “I didn’t mean that. That

else I did mean!”

from the third floor – I

my eyes

you please, for once, focus on what

I say quickly, nodding. “Sorry. It’s

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all? Do you

cabinets?”

stare and I bite my lip, realizing that I’ve done it again. “Sorry,” I murmur, and then I look down at my hands and sigh. “Daniel, I haven’t slept

can see him sit back in his chair in

doesn’t mean that I won’t,” I continue, raising my