Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 477 It's Time To Make Decision Sarah's POV.

As I stood in front of the towering building housing Alex's office, my heart was heavy with sadness and determination. The guard, who knew me as Mrs. Hamilton, offered a polite salute, but my mind was too preoccupied to return his friendly gesture. The gravity of the

situation had consumed me entirely, leaving no room for pleasantries.

Pressing the button for the 60th floor where Alex's office resided, I walked with a sense of urgency, my steps guided by a singular purpose - to confront him and seek answers to the questions that haunted me.

As I approached his office, his secretary tried to intervene, her professional duty compelling her to uphold the ongoing meeting's privacy. However, her attempts to halt me were futile; nothing would deter me from facing Alex. "Ma'am, you cannot go inside. A meeting is going on, and I have orders that no one can enter the boardroom," she warned, trying to assert her authority.

I paid her no mind, my determination unwavering. Nothing could stop me now; I needed to see Alex immediately.

Despite my protests, she persisted in her efforts to block me. The audacity of her actions angered me. How dare she presume to understand my place in Alex's life? She was privy to his affairs, well aware of the other women who would visit him here. That knowledge fueled my disdain for her, and I shot her a scornful look as I pushed open the heavy door to the boardroom.

The abrupt entrance drew the attention of everyone present, and their faces displayed a mixture of anger, shock, surprise, and confusion. I paid no attention to their reactions, my gaze fixated solely on Alex, who stood in the center of the room, looking at me with a stunned expression etched across his face.

"I need to talk to you," I declared, my voice firm despite the emotions swirling inside me.

Alex nodded in acknowledgment, sensing the seriousness of the situation. With a subtle gesture, he indicated to the others in the room that they should leave. They understood the unspoken message and slowly departed, leaving us alone in the vast boardroom.

Alex stood there, visibly taken aback, as he watched me approach him with a mix of concern and confusion etched on his face. "What happened, baby? Are you alright?" he asked, trying to reach out and touch my head gently with the back of his palm. However, my body instinctively flinched away, and I pulled back, not wanting his touch at that moment.

His bewildered expression deepened, and he asked again, "What's wrong, Sarah?"

I couldn't believe he was acting oblivious to it all. My frustration bubbled over, and I snorted before responding in a tone laced with bitter mockery,

"Do you really not know?" I let out a mirthless laugh, feeling a mix of anger and disappointment. "Stop pretending in front of me, Alex. I know everything about you."

squinted in confusion, and he tried to defend himself, "What are you talking about, Sarah? I have no idea what you

shook his head, appearing to be the picture of innocence, and that only fueled my anger further. How could

to his chest, a physical manifestation of my hurt and betrayal.

from confusion to frustration, denying my accusation vehemently. "What the hell are you

this nonsense? There

the evidence that led me to confront him. "Yeah? And what about that video?" I scowled, my mind flashing back to the painful sight of him kissing that mysterious girl. "I have seen everything with my own eyes. Don't you dare

be

showed you what

I will make everything clear," he declared with an air of confidence, his voice unwavering. His eyes bore into

like an innocent guy. I know what your reputation was before marriage.

you had changed. But no, I was wrong and very stupid

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with a mix of anger and disappointment. My heart was heavy, but L-knew I couldn't

every ounce of

tossed my wedding ring at

gesture of ending

charade.

sign the papers and end this false marriage. After that, you will be free to live as your heart wishes. Nobody is going to blame you or stop you from doing anything," I

resolute, ready to defend my decision. Initially, he seemed taken aback by my strong stance, and I couldn't help but feel a flicker of

are mistaken, Sarah. I am telling you. You will regret this. Give me a chance to explain myself. Please don't do this. Don't come to any conclusion without listening

promises and feigned concern. I wouldn't allow myself to

We don't have anything to talk about. My decision is final, and I am not going to change it for anyone or anything," I said, a hint

I am not what you think. I accept I

wrapped in a deceiving charm that