Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 438 Confession Bella's POV.

A soft but distinct knock echoed through the room, pulling me away from my thoughts. I approached the door and turned the handle to find Ryder's mother, Savannah, standing there with a warm smile, accompanied by a professional makeup artist. Her presence radiated

a sense of maternal

warmth that put me at ease.

"Hey, Bella! You look so pretty," she exclaimed, her eyes glowing with genuine appreciation.

A faint blush crept up my cheeks as I replied, "Thank you, Mrs. Knight. You look stunning as always."

Savannah chuckled lightly, brushing off the compliment. "Dear, this is Michael, our makeup artist. He's here to help you with your makeup and hair," she explained, introducing the makeup artist.

"Hello, Michael," I greeted him, extending my hand with a smile. "I'm really grateful for your help."

Michael returned the smile, his eyes gleaming with enthusiasm. "It's my pleasure, Bella. I've been working in this industry for years, and I must say, you have such a lovely canvas to work with."

As I took a seat, Michael moved with the grace and speed of a seasoned artist. He skillfully applied makeup, enhancing my features while keeping the look natural and radiant. His nimble fingers weaved through my hair, creating an elegant yet effortless hairstyle that complemented the overall look.

When he finally stepped back, I turned to the mirror, and for a moment, I couldn't recognize the reflection staring back at me. A whole new version of myself beamed back with confidence and grace. The transformation was

incredible, and I felt like a princess ready for the ball.

"Michael, you're amazing! Thank you so much," I exclaimed with genuine admiration, feeling a renewed sense of self-assurance.

He chuckled modestly, "You're very welcome, Bella. You were a pleasure to work with. Now, go and enjoy the day!"

gratitude to Michael once more, Savannah patted my shoulder affectionately as she left the room, leaving me alone to gather my thoughts. I took a deep breath, savoring the moment of excitement and anticipation

Sarah's wedding.

from the ornate ceiling, casting a warm, golden hue over the entire space. I felt a mixture of awe and gratitude for Ryder and his family's thoughtful gesture of providing me with the makeup and dress, ensuring that I seamlessly

His presence felt magnetic, and his bright smile, directed solely at me, filled me with a surge of happiness. The way he

perfectly knotted black tie

in anticipation as the bride made her grand entrance. Her white gown flowed elegantly around her, and the bridesmaids, like ethereal angels, accompanied her on each side. All eyes were on the bride, and yet, I couldn't help but notice Alex on the stage, standing with an aura of detachment. His expression appeared cold and distant, a stark contrast to the joyous occasion. It was

sense my unease. His eyes locked with mine, and I caught a glimpse of an enigmatic expression that

fluttering with hope

officiant began the wedding rituals, and the bride and groom exchanged their vows. When the officiant announced them as husband and wife and permitted the groom to kiss the bride, the room erupted in applause and whistles. However, the kiss between Alex and his new wife seemed more formal than affectionate. It struck me as odd, and I couldn't shake the feeling that

she appeared to be a genuinely nice woman. I could only hope that they would resolve whatever issues lay between them. In the midst of these thoughts, the bride tossed her bouquet, and a girl in the crowd caught it, grinning widely. I shook

me, taking my hand in his. "You look beautiful," he remarked, his

spend with me, huh?" I playfully teased him, lightly punching his arm. Ryder chuckled softly. "Alex is family, so it was my duty

to be over so I could

whispered in his deep,

I lowered

to avoid his gaze.

guests. We made our way to the

Ryder took a seat next to

much, baby girl?" He couldn't help but ask, curious about the reason behind

replied awkwardly, feeling caught

share anything with

was thinking about marriage. It symbolizes a lifelong commitment, two people being together forever," I said, my

stated,

happily married and deeply in love. I want something like that

believe in marriage?" I couldn't resist asking, even though I