His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika

Chapter 109

Christian was glued to his phone and didn’t even notice my presence. I grabbed Siena’s car seat and took a deep breath before I made tny way over and slammed my hand on the table. Christian raised his head and looked at Siena, who had a big smile on her face.

“Daddy missed you so much!” He smiled and grabbed her out of the seat before he tossed her in the air. “Be careful!” I said word for word while he glared at me. “She likes it, look!” He spoke his usual words and pointed to the smile on her face.

Whenever Siena was around Christian, she was really hyper, and that’s the exact thing I missed yesterday. Her bright smile and her bright energy. “How is she doing?” Christian asked. “Did she eat?”

I tried my hardest to avoid his gaze and nodded my head. Looking at him would not do any good. It would only make me feel sorry for him. “How are you doing? Are you fine?”

“Considering the circumstances, yes.” I shrugged my shoulders and sat down. It was a lie, I was a mess, and anyone with eyes could see that.

“How did she sleep?” Christian asked. Siena squealed and showed him her toothless smile. She was obviously happy to see him, which made me feel even worse because I took her away from him.

“She woke up everyone, and she screamed.” I sighed. Christian gave me a sympathetic look and played with Siena. I sat back and watched the two of them with a smile on my face. Christian was a good dad. He knew what he was doing, and he enjoyed taking care of her-that was not the problem.

“We need to talk,” I told him. Christian raised his head to look at me. “I don’t want you to run away again, so how about you lead the conversation?” He suggested.

Why would I lead the conversation?

I wasn’t the one who cheated.

“Why did you do it?” I asked him. “Why did you cheat on me?”

Christian opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, I placed my hand in front of it. “Don’t say you’re sorry, and don’t tell me you love me either, because I do not want to hear it.” I rolled my eyes at him. He already apologized, and it didn’t do anything.

He slowly removed my hand and shook his head. “That’s not what I was going to say.”

“At least tell me it was a one-time thing, tell me the truth.” I spoke. “It was, I promise you it was—and it didn’t mean anything-

“It meant something to me,” I mumbled and looked the other way. “I was drunk-I didn’t know what I was doing, and I know you don’t want to hear it, but it was a mistake, and I love you, and I’m so sorry!” He apologized

There it was again, those words which made me feel guilty. A small part of me was ready to forgive him because I felt terrible, but he didn’t deserve forgiveness. “If you really feel sorry, you should’ve told me earlier and not months after.”

“Do you know how stupid I feel?” I asked. “While you were out, doing whatever you were doing, I was in that safe house,” I spoke as tears rolled down my face. “I never meant to make you feel stupid.” Christian sighed and leaned forward to wipe my tears.

“Don’t touch me.” I scoffed and pulled away. “I wanted to tell you from the start, but I chose not to because I was too busy with Fabio.” He confessed. “And after that, we were so happy, and I didn’t want to ruin it- and I didn’t want to worry my dad.”

on my face. The last thing I wanted was to play with Lucio’s health or

you to bring me my engagement ring,” I mumbled. Christian looked up with frowned

People will start talking, and Lucio doesn’t need that right now. I also don’t want him to

if I ever will-but I’m proud you took action and stopped drinking to prevent things like this from happening, and you’ve changed

to hold my hand, but this time I didn’t push him away. “Do you

with hopeful eyes before he looked down at Siena. “You’ll have to give me my ring-and we should take a

you broke up with me?” Christian asked. “Yes-and now I’m telling

mind, but forcing myself to hate him was obviously not going anywhere. “What I want is for you

pulled the ring from his pocket and threw it onto the table. “Here you go, your ring.” He spoke

attitude? One second ago, you asked me for a second chance, and now you’re acting like I’m the one who cheated on you.” I complained and grabbed

his voice. “First you claim you don’t want to forgive me, then you ask me for your ring back-and

did I want? All I wanted was for us to be a family again, but it would take time. I could not pretend as if nothing happened and forgive him just like that. He had to pay for his

because I was just as stressed as you were—but I hadn’t even thought about betraying

“I appreciate you are not trying to stop me, and I’m happy you’re giving me my space,” I said

took a deep breath and looked into his eyes. “Please tell me it was just some

a few seconds and looked anywhere but my eyes. It seemed as

“I don’t want any more surprises, so if you have something to tell me-please just tell

even know her name.” He spoke. “She doesn’t matter. She’s not

for the worst, but this news would be a bit easier to process. “So, for how long are

urge to poke a knife in your eyes every time I look at you,” I spoke as I directed the knife to his eye. Christian chuckled and lowered my hand.

laughter and giggled. “You’re a good dad,” I smiled at him. “A good dad, but a terrible. fiance.”

“But you called me your fiancé, so does this

was not the point, and we’re on a break!” I spoke and slowly lost my patience. This was

chuckled. Usually, Christian’s way of arguing with me was by talking back and testing me, but this

all I needed to know. He was not pleased. “How about I take her for the week, and you take her for two days? Why do I only get to see her for two days?”

I furrowed

her four days, and you take her three days?” He changed his mind. “Or how about you just come back home? The house is big enough for

see me.”

in the mood for any discussions. “I’ll come home next week.” I decided. Christian’s face lit up, and he had a smile on his

home-but we’re still on a break. A break is too nice. You’re on a trial

Christian asked. “Yes, I still don’t know why you felt the need to cheat on me-so yes, a trial period.”

whatever you want to do. I told you I love you, I’m sorry-and there’s nothing else I can say or do. All I’m asking