Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 300 Unforeseen

Hazel woke up later than usual, and when she noticed the empty side of the bed, a slight wave of disappointment washed over her. After such a passionate night, she had hoped to find Alexander beside her. She yawned, stretching her arms above her head, then slipped out of bed, tying her silk robe around her body as she made her way to the window.

She slid the curtains aside, smiling as the early morning sun bathed the room in golden light. Her gaze shifted to the courtyard below, where she saw Alexander stepping out of the manor, making his way toward the car waiting for him on the porch. He looked impossibly handsome, his office attire sharp and perfectly tailored. Hazel couldn't help but admire him, the sight of him never failing to stir something deep inside her.

As if he could sense her eyes on him, Alexander glanced up toward the window. Their eyes met, and he gave an absent wave, a gesture that made Hazel smile in return. After a brief moment, he slid into the car, and the vehicle pulled away, leaving for his duties. It used to be rare for him to sleep in; Alexander was always punctual, never late for his office.

Hazel slowly headed to the bathroom for a shower. She had woken up late, but with a full day of appointments ahead, there was no time to waste. Once she finished getting ready, she walked down the hallway, dressed in a long, flowy dress with a matching coat over it to protect her baby bump from prying eyes.

Her assistant, Luna, was already waiting for her, holding out the schedule for the day. Camille had made sure Hazel ate a proper breakfast before she left, making sure she didn't skip a meal in the rush.

her kids. Despite being caught up in her own family, Aria took a moment to greet Hazel warmly. Hazel smiled and made a promise to Gia and Maximo that she'd

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there were a few inaugurations, ribbon cuttings,

feeling drained. She turned to Luna, her voice a little weary. "Do you think we can

then nodded. "Some of these are important, but if you

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the host and meeting a few influential guests, Hazel made her way to the

a black cloth

pressure around her wrists as her hands were bound. She couldn't see who was behind the attack, but she knew it was happening

of gunshots echoed through the venue. The crowd erupted into chaos. The kidnappers had shot the bodyguard, and Luna, terrified, shrank back, trembling in fear. Her heart raced as she fumbled for