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.

to cover my mouth.

No, this couldn't be real. The Goddess wouldn't be

was everywhere on the sheets, in the air, on him. There was no denying what had happened

be a terrible misunderstanding. But the evidence was right in front of me. My mate... my husband...

I shouted my

My voice shook with rage as I screamed.

He was still fast asleep,

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

the nearest pillow and swung it

answer me!" I yelled, my voice cracking as tears streamed down my

opening his eyes. He blinked sluggishly, as if

night with me—even on the nights we made love

my chest. Was

his eyes. He squinted at me in

and sat up, not bothered

hitched. Was

voice thick with hurt. "You're asking me why I'm crying while you're lying here naked in a

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

had been silent until now, suddenly mumbled, "Wait...

didn't care. She was nothing to me. I

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

the one who

face twisted in confusion before he turned to Anne. His

here? And why are you not wearing proper clothes?" he demanded, his voice

unfazed by his

her arms over her barely covered chest and smirked. "Zander, stop pretending. We're engaged. It's perfectly fine for us to sleep together." en

he growled. "Our engagement