Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 90 Amore Mio

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"No, you're right. I won't understand this because I don't have kids," Emily muttered, her voice trembling and her eyes reflecting painful memories she couldn't shake. She turned abruptly, her movements hurried. as she rushed toward the door.

"No, no, Emily. That's not what I meant to say. I'm so sorry," Mia pleaded desperately, her voice heavy with regret as she reached out and grasped Emily's hand, unwilling to let her friend leave in anger. She could never hurt her best friend, and she was batlled by how it had come to this.

Miak

knew what Emily's ex-husband had done to her.

Emily fell in love and married the man she thought she loved, anly to discover he had used her for his own gain, taking everything from her. She had left her studies and never completed her degree, pouring her money and love into their relationship. But he betrayed her, cheated, and even orchestrated the deaths of her parents to seize their properties and business. He mocked her with his mistress, throwing her out of their home and his life, causing her to miscarry their child due to physical assault by that monster.

Both women's stories were eerily similar, but fortunately, Mia's children had survived. That bond of shared pain was why they understood each other so well. Emily stopped but refused to face Mia. Her trembling body betrayed the emotions raging within her, and Mia could sense her friend was on the verge of tears. Mia's eyes glistened with the pain in her heart as she looked at her friend, who had always been there for her through thick and thin, now engulfed in so much hurt.

Guilt washed over Mia like a tidal wave. Her conscience scolded her mercilessly, and she wished desperately to turn back time and take her words back

"Emily, it... it just slipped out in the heat of the moment. I didn't mean to hurt you," Mia murmured, her voice choked with emotion. She pulled Emily into a tight embrace, holding her friend close as if to shield her from further pain. "You're my angel, my rock. I didn't mean to make you relive those memories."

Emily sighed deeply, her nod signaling reluctant agreement, and Mia felt a weight lift from her shoulders.

"As you said earlier... It's your life, and you can make your own decisions. I just want you to be sure you're not making a mistake," Emily said wearily, her voice tinged with concern and exhaustion. "He's engaged to that supermodel, Vanessa. I'm afraid he's just using you again," she added.

Mia bit her lip, recalling what Alessandro had said when she confronted him about the photos of him with

Vanessa.

with her," Mia reiterated Alessandro's words, trying to

be safe, and don't let any man hurt

that Emily was wary of trusting men after experiencing

naive. I'm Mia Peterson, a woman who runs her own interior design business. I'm confident and strong enough now that Alessandro can't hurt me

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a weak smile. "But I still

helpless shrug. I just hope

set this aside for now. You should get ready quickly. Otherwise, the kids will blame me for keeping their mom occupied and making them late for dinner," Emily

do you mean? Are you not coming?" Mia

ahead, guys. Carry on with your family dinner, Emily sighed, pursing her lips

resignation.

head, refusing to accept Emily's response. "No! You have to come. Otherwise,

Emily began to protest,

much. They'll be upset if

alright. Fine, I'm coming." Emily relented with a smile, looking

beamed joyfully at her friend. "Now

nodded before she opened the door and headed to her room. Mia watched Emily disappear into. her room before closing the door behind her and turning to the cupboard to choose a dress.

completed the elegant look. When Mia emerged after getting ready as quickly as she could, she found the kids and Alessandro already in the living room. Their smiles and voices brimmed with

her children so joyful, Alessandro walked over to her and swiftly stole a kiss on her lips. He looked like a man truly in love, his eyes reflecting the pth of his feelings. They were fixed

blush. "I want to forget dinner and just keep

about