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.”

thing I wanted was to play with Lucio’s health or to make things worse than

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

doesn’t need that right now. I also don’t want him to see us like

a deep breath. “I’m not ready to forgive you, and I don’t know 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 so much, I know that— but at the end of the day you’re still a

I’m sorry.” Christian reached out to hold my hand, but this time

“You’ll have to give me my ring-and we should take a break for

broke up with me?” Christian asked. “Yes-and now I’m telling you we’re on a break. Is

felt stupid for changing my mind, but forcing myself to hate him was obviously not going anywhere. “What I want is for you and Serena to come back

and threw it onto the table. “Here you go, your ring.”

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

you claim you don’t want to forgive me, then you ask me for your ring back-and

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

now-and there’s no excuse for cheating because I was just as stressed as you were—but I hadn’t even thought about betraying you. You lied to me, and instead of telling me the truth,

my eyes. He had no right to complain. “I appreciate you are not trying to stop me, and I’m happy you’re giving me my space,” I said after seeing the

and looked into his eyes. “Please tell me

and looked anywhere but my eyes. It seemed as if

all I wanted was the truth. “I don’t want any more surprises, so if you have something

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

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

poke a knife in your eyes every time I look at you,” I

squealed at his laughter and giggled. “You’re a good dad,” I smiled at him. “A good dad,

his head. “But you called me your fiancé, so does this mean we’re

we’re on a break!” I spoke and slowly lost my patience. This

then we’re on a break.” Christian chuckled. Usually, Christian’s way of arguing with me

week, and you can take her for two days-until I’m ready to go back home,” I suggested. The look on Christian’s face told me all I needed to know. He was not pleased.

furrowed my eyebrows.

He changed his mind. “Or how about you just come back home? The house is big enough for

see me.”

discussions. “I’ll come home next week.” I decided. Christian’s face lit up, and he had a smile on his face. “You will?”

I rolled my eyes. “Siena needs you, so I’m willing to go back home-but we’re still on a break. A break is too nice. You’re on a trial period-I’m

felt the need to cheat on me-so yes, a

want.” Christian sighed. “Look, you’re confusing me, so you go and look 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 is a proper