Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 316

And Kent stares at me for a moment before turning his head sharply and cursing a deep and steady stream of curses. And he doesn’t look at me again as he turns and storms towards the house.

I don’t say a word either as I hang my head and follow behind.

When we get into the house, my day is instantly made worse.

Because the first person we run into is Natalia.

“Ah, Fay,” she says, giving me a false little smile as she peers around Kent to look at me as I come through the garage door. “Good to have you home. You can help me cook!”

“Cook?” I ask, blinking at her, still rattled by my morning and Kent’s reaction to it.

absolutely no way that she hasn’t picked up on either of our moods. And then I blink as I realize that of course she has she’s just playing her role as the perfect Mafia wife. The woman who lets her husband handle everything while she just blissfully maintains the home, trusting that he’ll keep it under

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out. Because this morning just further proves that I’m the opposite of a Mafia wife, sticking my nose so far

looking up at Kent. “A proper Italian meal for my hungry Italian men!” Then she laughs and puts a too–familiar hand on Kent’s chest. “That is,” she says, pretending to hesitate a little and looking up

back at me before striding off to his office.

at me like she’s already

study.” And then I pout exaggeratedly at her and turn towards the stairs, my mind already beyond her and turning towards what the hell

learn to cook, Fay!” she calls after me in a teasing, sing–song tone, “if you want

all dead, Natalia!” I mutter under my breath, mimicking her sing–song

at six!” she calls after me, louder this