Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 206 Until Now

Emily froze in shock, her eyes snapping to Matteo, searching for an explanation.

"Fiancée?" she frowned, her voice tight with disbelief.

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"Emily, it's not what-" Matteo began, his tone urgent, but Lia cut him off, her voice dripping with

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"Yes, that's right. He's engaged. To me," Lia confirmed with a satisfied smirk. "Matt likes to pretend he's still a bachelor, but I don't mind. As long as we're not married yet, he can have a little fun."

The sting of Lia's words hit Emily like a slap, and she could feel her heart clenching in a mix of hurt and humiliation.

Matteo Vinci, engaged and still asking her out?

He was no better than her ex-husband, maybe worse. The betrayal she felt in that moment was overwhelming, as if all her past wounds were being ripped open again. She had thought Matteo was different.

But clearly, he wasn't.

However, Emily wasn't the type to be the cause of someone's broken home. She couldn't allow herself to be part of this deception. Her chest tightened with a surge of anger, and she shot to her feet, the chair scraping harshly against the floor. Without a second glance, she stormed out.

"Emily, wait!" Matteo's voice called after her, but she didn't stop. She didn't care if people were staring, whispering about her sudden exit. All she wanted was to disappear, to get far away from the lies and the betrayal. Far away from Matteo, the man who had shattered what little trust she had left.

to confront her. Emily was already rushing toward the exit, and if he didn't act fast, she would leave thinking the

he shouted, his voice more desperate now as he pushed through

didn't stop. She didn't even

in someone else's life. Matteo Vinci was a well-known figure, especially after the recent news of his high-profile win against Tomas Bradford. His name was

image-none of it mattered right now. The only thing that

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She was done. The betrayal she felt was too deep, and she couldn't bear to face him any longer. She kept walking with determined steps, her

occupied, adding to her frustration. She stood there, helpless for a moment, still trying to get away. She needed to escape,

away. Emily's head snapped around,

he said, raising his hands slightly in surrender. "But please, just

there to listen to?" Emily shot back, her voice laced with bitterness. "You have a fiancée, and you still had the nerve to ask me on a date." Her words dripped

Emily snorted in disbelief. "Is

a hand through

What more is there to say?" Emily rolled her eyes,

in a situation where a woman refused to listen to him. He was used to giving orders, and people always followed- without

was to go on a date, and it's