Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 307 Wedding Day

"What's wrong, darling? You look troubled." Emma asked Carlo.

Her eyes showed a scowl which she hid quickly as she actually knew what her husband's problem was.

"I was thinking about the contract and Sofia's wedding. I hope it proves to be a good decision for her. But I have doubts because She is not willing to marry Alessandro Morelli's son," he said, and his eyes were gloomy as he was pitying his daughter. I went near him and rubbed his shoulder.

"Honey, you are thinking too much. We are doing it for her good future. Otherwise, who would marry her with her reputation of sleeping around?" She said, showing her concern for Sofia but cursing her in her heart.

She was afraid Carlo would change his decision. She would have buried Sofia with her mother if it were in her hand. Her hatred was so immense she spread the rumor in society that Sofia was a whore, just as her mother was. But the truth was Sofia's mother was not a whore but an innocent woman, becoming prey to Emma's jealousy.

Because of Sofia and her mother, Emma couldn't convince Carlo to marry her sooner. But when Sofia's mother died, she came into this house, and she made sure Sofia would live a life worse than hell. Getting Sofia married to Leonardo Morelli was a part of her plan. Leonardo was ruthless, heartless, and a man with no mercy. He was a player who couldn't be loyal to a woman.

Carlo exhaled sharply as if he had a burden on his chest. He took Emma's hand from his shoulder and affectionately held it in his hand.

"I have never loved Elisa, and I don't even love Sofia. But she is my blood, and I feel responsible for her. I know you took good care of her after Elisa died. But still, we can't change her mother's blood running in her veins. You disciplined her and taught her to be a noble lady. Otherwise, she would have become like Elisa, who liked to go after other men," he said in his dull voice.

But he didn't know that it was Emma who made him believe that Elisa was a slut. She did it because she wanted him to leave his wife.

mine, and his wealth is for my daughter and me.'

"I just hope this marriage will make

get more money from the wedding as alimony when this marriage contract is annulled. I'll make sure to add this clause to the contract. In this way, she would lead a good future," Emma showed him her most charming

her tiny finger, and she knew it. Carlo loved her more

be fulfilled regarding her marriage," Carlo's voice laced with emotion, even though he didn't want to feel like this. "She should get everything she wants before she leaves my house. You.. you take her shopping and buy her everything she wants. Also, ask her what arrangements she wants for her wedding. Make this day special for her," he said,

husband! You have no idea what I have in my mind

to make this day special for her." Emma said, smiling, but in her heart, she was literally cursing Sofia that she may suffer for her life in this marriage with Leonardo Morelli. "Thank you, Emma. You are such a nice lady with

"I will do anything

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was adorned with opulent decorations, exuding elegance and luxury. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, casting a soft, warm glow

of pastel. A backdrop of twinkling fairy lights added a touch of enchantment. The focal point of the stage was an exquisite arch entwined with flowers. Guests, elegantly dressed, filled

Leonardo Morelli yet. But she had heard a lot about him. He was a famous playboy and a very successful businessman. The knowledge that he was one of the wealthiest people in the world scared Sofia to death. She was afraid of having the same fate as her mother and was completely freaking out, wanting to run

her father. Knowing her wedding was a business deal, she couldn't leave her father in trouble. Her father would be doomed if she escaped because many people and media people had come here

where her father was waiting for her. Her smiling father fazed Soofia. She had never seen her father smiling at her. Her foolish heart became happy at that moment. But it was only for the show in front of these people. He gave her his elbow, and Sofia held it, hooking her hand

lump down

nodded her head. A soft, melodic

el?

standing. Sofia could not focus on decoration, nor was she