Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 672 Chapter 672 Heartbreak

*Selena*

I didn't know why Zander had texted me to meet him at this hotel, but I hurried over, excitement bubbling inside me. Maybe he had a surprise planned, or maybe he just wanted us to have some intimate time together. Either way, the thought sent a thrill through me.

My heart pounded as I reached the room number he had mentioned. I smoothed down my dress, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door, waiting for him to open it.

A few moments passed before the door finally swung open. But instead of Zander, Anne stood in the doorway-her robe barely tied, revealing far too much skin beneath it.

My stomach dropped.

"Oh, Se... Selena..." she stammered, her voice laced with nervousness. She quickly pulled the robe tighter around herself, but the damage was already done.

A cold dread washed over me. "What... what are you doing here?" My voice came out hoarse, barely above a whisper.

Anne hesitated before forcing an awkward smile. "I... uh... I could ask you the same thing."

I narrowed my eyes. "I thought this was my husband's room."

"Y-yeah, it is," she said, swallowing hard. "He's... he's sleeping right now."

My breath caught in my throat as her words sank in. Anne-half-naked, standing

in my husband's hotel room-telling me he was asleep inside.

I pushed past her, my heart pounding painfully in my chest. The moment my eyes landed on the bed, my worst fears were confirmed.

Two empty whiskey glasses sat on the nightstand. And Zander... he was sprawled across the bed, completely naked, his body tangled in the sheets.

my hands flying to cover my mouth. My entire world

this couldn't be real. The Goddess wouldn't be

the air, on

burned behind my eyes as I stumbled back, my mind screaming for this to be a terrible misunderstanding. But the evidence was right in front of me.

thinking, I shouted my mate's

Blake!" My voice shook with rage as

move a muscle. He was still fast asleep, completely unaware of the storm raging

night with my half-sister so much that he was too exhausted to even wake up? The thought made my blood boil. My anger

and swung it

me!" I yelled, my voice cracking as

slightly before finally opening his eyes. He blinked sluggishly, as if

the night with me—even on the nights we

my

his eyes. He squinted at me in confusion. "Why are you shouting? And why the fuck are

and sat up, not bothered by

breath hitched.

I'm crying while you're lying here

cracked as I bellowed again, my chest heaving. "What other reason could

who had been silent until now, suddenly mumbled,

was nothing

vowed to cherish me for eternity? The father of my child- the child I was

the one who truly shattered

turned to Anne. His

are you not wearing proper clothes?" he demanded, his voice laced with

unfazed by

barely covered chest and smirked. "Zander, stop pretending. We're engaged. It's

tightening. "We are not engaged, Anne," he growled. "Our engagement was off the moment I found Selena again.