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

sit back in my chair, feeling cowed and guilty. Because, of course, I don’t want to ruin his life just because he’s

else I did

saw you come down from the third floor – I saw what you were wearing, and I know

ask, my eyes going

you please, for once, focus on what

“Sorry. It’s just

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to see it all? Do you know what’s in all of those

cabinets?”

I’ve done it again. “Sorry,” I murmur, and

can see him

I won’t,” I continue, raising my eyes slowly to his.