Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 332 Misunderstanding

Leonardo

was startled as Evelyn's unexpected action caught him off-guard. Why did he allow himself to trust her again? He berated himself for letting his guard down so easily.

"What are you doing, Evelyn Anderson?" Leonardo's voice trembled with a mix of anger and disappointment. "You said you wanted to talk. I should have known that you wouldn't change your old tactics."

With a swift motion, he peeled her hands off his neck and forcefully threw them away, the movement carrying a hint of frustration and resentment. Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

"Please forgive me," Evelyn pleaded, her voice filled with remorse. "I truly regret breaking your heart. I was a fool back then not to value a true lover like you. But I am willing to correct my mistakes. I..."

Her words became a blur as she started blabbering, causing Leonardo's head to pound with anger. He couldn't bear to listen to her excuses and empty promises any longer. After all, he had moved on from their painful past. He couldn't fathom why she was still obsessed with him when she was the one who had betrayed his trust.

"Stop talking about your nonsense," Leonardo snapped, his voice laced with a cold indifference. "I am not interested in listening to your guilt and regrets." He turned to leave the room, his resolve firm.

But before he could take another step, Evelyn threw herself at him, clutching him tightly in a desperate embrace. Her actions were calculated, her cunning nature shining through as she sought to exploit any opportunity to regain Leonardo's affections. She believed that he would succumb to her charms once more.

struggle, Leonardo's senses heightened. He caught a faint sound, barely audible but enough to make him react. With a sudden surge of strength, he forcefully separated himself from

his wife. Leonardo's heart sank as he realized the gravity of the situation. He knew that Sofia had

on her heels, her eyes filled with hurt and betrayal, and without uttering a single word, she

desperately called out Sofia's name, the urgency evident in his voice. He couldn't let her walk away without understanding the truth. Swiftly, he closed the distance between them, his long strides helping him catch up to her. In a swift motion, he reached out and firmly grasped her arm, his fingers closing around her delicate skin,

her, and she unleashed it upon him, her voice piercing the air with a fervent intensity he had never witnessed before. Leonardo was taken aback, astonished by the strength and conviction in her words. In the four days of their marriage, he had only heard her whispering. He longed to explain, to make her understand that she

continued, Sofia's words struck a raw nerve within Leonardo. The flames of anger began to flicker in his mind, threatening to consume his self-control. When she boldly declared that she knew he didn't want her and suggested he should return to his ex-girlfriend, his anger surged to the surface like a tidal wave crashing against the

it was her next revelation that shattered the last remnants of Leonardo's patience. Sofia confessed to witnessing him in the mall, locked in an intimate embrace with his other ex-girlfriend, Diana. The words hung heavy in the air, an accusation that struck at the core of his being. In that moment,

to let her go. In one fluid motion, he reached out and captured her arm once more, spinning her around to face him. A surge of passion and raw emotion coursed through him,

Leonardo instinctively bent Sofia over his arm, the strength of his embrace supporting her fragile frame. Leaning his body over hers, he closed the remaining distance between them, his lips crashing

widened in surprise,

waned as her arms found their way around his neck, her fingers gently entwining themselves in his silky hair. Leonardo, seizing the opportunity, deepened their kiss, relishing the chance to show

inconsequential blur. Sofia and Leonardo were locked in a passionate embrace, the intensity of their connection rivaling the passing of time itself. Yet, as the sounds of hooting and raucous shouting intruded upon their private sanctuary, Leonardo reluctantly tore

intoxicating kiss.

A soft smile tugged at the corners of Leonardo's mouth as he beheld her, a mix of tenderness and earnestness

going to listen to me

when my guard was down. If only you had waited a mere two seconds longer, you would have witnessed how I reveled in humiliating her afterward. And today, she deceived me into that room, where she embraced me without warning. It was at that