Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

et Me Go, My Mafia Husband Chapter 243 His Beloved

Matteo's heart seemed to stop as he realized how angry Emily was-she wouldn't even loo direction, acting as though he didn't exist. Damn. He was definitely in trouble, and he knew it. 24.70%

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"But Emily, at least hear him out. He only came to see if you're alright," Aria urged gently, trying to ease the tension.

She felt bad for Matteo, fearing he might feel humiliated, but she was also slightly irritated with him. He brought this on himself, she thought. Why had he insisted on disturbing Emily at such an hour? Still, as a guest, she treated him with respect and politeness. "I'm going to sleep, and you should too, Mia," Emily said, dodging her friend's urging. She moved her hand, already resting on the door, to close it without giving Aria a chance to respond.

Matteo's heart sank as he watched Emily ignore him completely. He couldn't let her walk away with this misunderstanding, and the thought of her punishing him for his family's mistakes sparked frustration. Reacting quickly, he placed his hand against the door, stopping Emily from shutting him out.

"What are you doing, Matteo?" Aria scolded, clearly annoyed by his behavior toward her friend. But Matteo ignored Aria's irritation, his gaze fixed entirely on the woman before him.

Emily struggled to close the door, but Matteo held his hand firmly against it—not pushing, just preventing her from shutting him out. His eyes were calm and gentle, and the pleading expression on his face made Emily feel her resolve silently breaking down. She swallowed, steadying herself as she fought to regain her

composure.

"What are you doing here?" she finally breathed, the furrow between her finely shaped brows deepening as beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and Matteo realized she was feeling uneasy. His first instinct was to give her space, to leave her alone, but he couldn't just walk away and leave her to be on her own. He wanted to be with her, to comfort her in his arms.

"Why did you run off without saying a word?" Matteo's accusing voice echoed in Emily's ears, making her freeze. "I told you we were going on a date, so why did you disappear just like that?" he questioned again, his tone a mix of hurt and frustration.

caught off guard. She hadn't expected

and met his gaze with a challenging look. "Did you seriously come all this

their exchange. Had she missed something? They

let's give them some space," Alessandro's deep voice resonated from behind her, causing Aria to jump slightly. She turned to

resisted glancing huck at Emily in not leaving her alone until I know

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Chapter 243 His Beloved

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about his lawyer friend. He was deeply in love-with Emily Yang. So, that was why Matteo had gone to such lengths to resolve everything so swiftly and had come all this way to see her as if his life depended on it. However, Alessandro had sensed this the moment Matteo had pushed back against him, insisting on seeing Emily as if he would die

back and give them a chance to talk." he murmured softly, hoping to ease her worries. Matteo stepped closer and took Emily's hand, his grip warm and reassuring. "I promised you we would have a date night," he said, his voice soft yet firm, drawing her

what his mother and fiancée had done to her. Pulling her hand back, she walked away from him Matteo followed her into her room, the door left ajar. Aria and Alessandro stood at a distance, watching

Vinci." Emily shot back, turning swiftly

about it, and I'm so sorry you had to go through all those difficulties alone," he whispered, his voice laced with pain, making Emily's heart soften for him. "Coming here as you wish and asking for forgiveness won't work, Matteo

marrying anyone else. I won't go anywhere until you forgive me and

wouldn't marry Lia, huh? Yet his fiancée and mother came to threaten her to

has the right to hurt me anymore," Emily snapped, her anger spilling out in harsh words. Matteo stood

wasn't in his nature to listen to anyone, but he was ready to change every part of himself to become

be with me, and it's all my fault." Emily scowled, throwing her hands up in

before, but now that he did, he was determined not to

averting her eyes. She was telling him what she thought he needed to hear. She wanted him to feel hurt and leave her alone; it was better for him that way. She