Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 623 Complicated Mess

Though Mother wasn't pleased with my decision, she refrained from voicing her disapproval. She knew that no amount of arguing would change my mind, especially after the council had formally sealed the agreement.

Zander approached me, holding Austin's small hand, and my heart ached with the overwhelming need to embrace my son. Maddox and Blair followed closely behind, their expressions unreadable.

"Austin, this is Selena," Zander said gently, crouching to meet our son's gaze. "She's going to live with us now.'

Austin's curious eyes studied me with a mix of confusion and innocence. I offered him a soft smile, silently praying that some part of his heart would recognize me-perhaps just a trace of the bond we shared, the blood and flesh that connected us, would make him realize who I was.

"Why will she live with us?" Austin asked, tilting his head toward his father.

His words pierced through me, and I sighed deeply, the weight of despair settling over my chest. My baby boy didn't recognize me.

I waited for Zander to reply, to tell our son the truth-that I was his mother. But instead, I found myself staring at the conflicted emotions crossing his face. Hesitation clouded his features, leaving me to wonder: was he reluctant to reveal the truth to Austin, or did he still doubt that I was truly our son's mother?

done to me, Moon Goddess? Was this your plan-to let your favorite child endure this torment? If so, I've had enough.

should welcome her, right, Austin?" Blair stepped forward, her voice calm and

in your house, Austin?" I asked with a smile, crouching to his level. I

like he was really thinking it

Zander for reassurance. Zander gave him a little

my heart brimmed with love and mixed emotions. They bonded so well and became the perfect father-and-son

same. Silly me, expecting it to feel different after such a short time. I'd only been gone for a few weeks, but it

we arrived at the

came to my side, reaching to take him from me, but gently refused, insisting that would carry him inside myself. Cradling

of the car and made my way

my tracks. Her expression caught me off guard-it wasn't welcoming. In fact, she seemed

believed she died in the war,

and I loved her just as much. Anne was the only one