Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 152 A Wife's Instinct Finished

Maria pul down the phone, a cunning smirk spreading across her lips. The news she'd just received was too good to be true: Alessandro had been severely injured, and there was little hope he would survive the next twenty-four hours.

"What's up, Mom?" Vittoria asked as she descended the stairs, noticing the rare, almost gleeful expression on Maria's face. It had been a long time since she'd seen her mother-in-law in such a good mood.

"Guess what?" Maria quipped, turning her head to face her daughter-in-law. "We don't have to wait much longer to see that bastard Alessandro die in misery," she announced smugly.

"What do you mean?" Vittoria asked, stepping down from the last step and striding toward Maria, who was lounging on a plush leather sofa in the living room.

Maria's smile widened as she stretched her arms over the backrest, reclining with a sense of satisfaction.

"He was caught in a deadly attack and was shot. Now, he's fighting for his life on a hospital bed. The doctors say if he doesn't wake up within a day, he'll slip into a coma," Maria informed her with palpable joy, her chin held high as if she were already envisioning the bright future that awaited them.

"Bu, Mom, if he's in a coma, he'll still be alive. How will we get our revenge then?" Vittoria asked, her voice dripping with hatred.

look at Vittoria, a deep furrow forming between her brows. "You're right," she muttered, deep in thought. "You're absolutely right,"

with

and they'll definitely do something about it. Her smile turned sinister. "Alessandro, start counting your days on earth because soon you'll be headed straight to hell!" she

in Rome, had a longstanding and bitter feud with Alessandro. The gleam in Maria's eyes made it clear that she was setting the stage for

that she had put them to bed on time

fallen asleep. Mia gazed at her mother's serene, albeit tired, face and silently thanked God that she was alright. Despite the poisonous sinok that had filled the conference room. everyone had come through unscathed. Nothing had

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heart remained restless. She couldn't pinpoint why,

shaking her head to dispel any negative thoughts. Her mafia husband was invincible and had faced death countless times. Even death itself seemed to fear

knew.

bedside table. She had left it at the press conference where she was abducted. Someone from the rescue team or one of the bodyguards must

Alexander's voice was husky, and he sounded out of breath. "Mia, are you okay?" His concern was