Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband.

Chapter 156 A Brother's Promise.

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"Oh, fuck!" Alexander cursed, holding his head in his hands. "The doctor told her everything?" he repeated Matteo's words, his voice tinged with panic.

Matteo nodded, his expression filled with concern. "Yes, and she's not even talking to me now. But before she shut down, she let me have it-and probably gave me an earful on your behalf too," Matteo murmured in a hushed tone, making sure Mia couldn't overhear. "I'm doomed," Alexander sighed, his face growing pale as the weight of the situation sank in.

"Go and talk to her." Matteo urged the Duke.

The Duke hesitated, uncertainty clouding his expression. "She's your sister. She won't hurt you, I promise." Matteo taunted with a chuckle.

"Be quiet, the Duke scowled, taking a deep breath before heading toward his sister. He found her seated on a bench outside the ICU room. "Mia, look! I.." Alexander began, but Mia raised a hand, her eyes blazing with hurt and anger as she fixed her gaze on her older brother.

Don't say a word!" she warned, each syllable sharp and deliberate.

"Please, petite sceur!" Alexander pleaded carnestly. "Give me a chance to explain."

disbelief as her eyes glistened with the sting of betrayal. "You hid the most crucial information

such pain.

it from you, Mia, and I did it intentionally because I wanted to shield

unwilling to be convinced

there to hide? I eventually found out, didn't I?" she mumbled, her lips trembling as she lifted her tear-filled eyes to

his sister's eyes. That was why he had kept the truth from her; he

"I truly care for you, and I will always do everything I can to protect you."

said, troubled by the fact

worry," Alexander reassured her as he stood and then sat beside her. "I've increased the security measures significantly. No one will be allowed into

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was comatose, assuming he would be of no harm to anyone in his current state. Alexander was also conducting his own investigation, hoping to uncover a lead soon. The person with such deep-seated animosity toward the Italian

You're not well and need to rest,"

expression softening as she replied, "I can't leave Alessandro alone. I'll stay here with him until he wakes

Please, Alexander, don't press me on

was unwavering. Her love for her husband took precedence over her own health and comfort. Recognizing this, Alexander decided not to press

be with your husband, Alexander said with a smile, wrapping an arm