Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Malla Husband.

Chapter 274 Unknown Feeling

The jet took off, and after a while, the air hostess came by, serving the meal. “What would you prefer for meal, Mr. Whitmore?” she asked, her voice sensual and slow.

Claire lifted her eyes from her book and noticed the air hostess trying a little too hard to be seductive. She had unbuttoned a few more buttons of her blouse than necessary, revealing her round bosom, and her skirt was riding unnecessarily high, exposing more of her thighs. The woman’s eyes were fixed on Adam, clearly admiring him.

Claire rolled her eyes. She had seen women trying to get Adam’s attention before, and she knew that if he even smiled at them once, it would be their most cherished moment. But to the air hostess’s disappointment, Adam didn’t even glance at her.

He kept reading his iPad, replying in his usual cold tone, “Ask my wife. I’ll eat whatever she orders.”

Claire’s breath caught in her throat as she looked at the superstar, her eyes wide with shock. When did this miracle happen?

The air hostess seemed taken aback for a moment, before quickly masking her surprise. She turned to Claire and asked sternly, “What would you like to order?”

“Mrs. Whitmore!” Adam snapped, his voice carrying a deadly intensity that made the air hostess flinch.

“She is Mrs. Whitmore to you? Address her properly,” Adam looked up from his iPad, his glare aimed at the air hostess, his eyes sharp and piercing.

The air hostess swallowed hard, murmuring, “I’m sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Whitmore.”

nodded, dismissing her as he

moody her superstar husband could be. It wasn’t easy being on the receiving end of

order, Mrs. Whitmore?” This time, the air hostess’s voice was exceptionally sweet

his meals, so she ordered a low–carb, protein–rich meal for him and a sandwich

you like some wine as well?” the

replied, then returned to the page she had been

a quick glance at her husband and found that he was indifferent to what was happening around him, or perhaps he was just too

served on the dining table in the private jet. After

I’ve set the table,”

and turned to the air hostess. “Thank you. We’ll be there shortly,” she replied with a polite

Chapter 274 Unknown Feeling

up, extending his hand toward Claire. She was stunned for a moment but brushed it off, assuming it was still part of his public display to keep up the appearance of a happy couple. Hesitantly, she placed her hand in his, letting him lead her to the

taking his own seat. Claire picked up her sandwich and began eating quietly,

some of the food from his plate and placed it on hers. She blinked in surprise, looking up

only want the sandwich. This food is for

firmly, his tone leaving–no–room for argument. “You’re already underweight and need to eat more from now on,” he mumbled, scooping a spoonful of food

shock as she chewed, processing both the food and the bizarre shift in his behavior. She couldn’t help but wonder if Adam Whitmore had hit his head somewhere to be acting so strangely around

hand, stopping her

sit together to avoid rumors or gossip, she murmured, “I’ll just bring my

curtly, refusing to let her go. “You sit here,” he

retreating. Claire settled into the window seat, expecting Adam to sit across from her. To