Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 475 A Bad News Sarah's POV.

In a cozy corner of the restaurant, I sat opposite my dear friend Julia, the soft glow of Amber light illuminating our faces. It had been nearly a month since we last saw each other, and we were catching up over coffee, sharing the details of our lives. Julia, with her mischievous charm, leaned forward and asked with a playful wink, "How's your married life going on, babe?"

even more.

A blush crept onto my cheeks as I thought about my marriage. It was like living in a fairytale - everything was simply perfect. It was clear that Alex was starting to like me just as I liked him. And what I discovered this very morning would undoubtedly strengthen our bond

"Oh, Julia, you won't believe it," I gushed. "Life with Alex is like a dream come true. He was my dream man, and now he's my husband. I feel like I'm on cloud nine."

Julia chuckled and commented with amusement, "Sarah, you're absolutely glowing. You're so lucky to have Alex. You've turned all the other girls green with envy, and they're probably blaming their own lack of luck for any negative feelings they might have towards you. He was undoubtedly the most desirable bachelor around."

A sheepish smile crossed my lips as I admitted, "I know, Julia, and I really wanted to share this news with you."

can't stand the suspense," Julia

I revealed, "I'm

I'm going to be a godmother; I'm

friend. But my nerves got the best of

biting my lip, I

sure,

right now. We're still in the early stages of our marriage, and we're both trying to figure out our relationship. I'm just afraid

understand. It's his child too. And it's not only your mistake that you got pregnant," Julia reassured me, her eyes filled with empathy as she reached out to hold my

with me, and I let out a soft sigh, realizing that she was right. I needed to

tenderness washed over me. I was already beginning to feel a

the midst of my thoughts,

turned my head to see a brunette woman standing before us, her big blue eyes adorned with artificial lashes. Her presence struck me as strange, and I