Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 63

Kent says nothing and I frown a little. This was Kent’s very theory – why isn’t he confirming it? The room grows awkwardly quiet.

“Would you mind,” Alden says, breaking the silence and gesturing towards me. “If I had a private moment with my daughter? I still haven’t had a moment alone with her. To reconnect.”

Kent studies me for a moment and then nods slowly. He says nothing as he heads out of the room.

I look at my father then, feeling strange and awkward. My hands go immediately to my hair, starting to braid it.

“Fay,” he says, quite tenderly. “Are you all right? You weren’t hurt?”

“No,” I say to him, genuinely. “Really, I’m fine – Kent got us out unscathed. Are – are you okay? Tristin, the kids?”

“We’re all fine,” he says, relieved, wiping his sweaty hands down the length of his suitcoat. “We got lucky, with the baby needing attention in that moment. We were out of the room and able to get to the car without much fuss.”

“Good,” I say, for lack of any better response.

Alden glances towards the door. “And you’re…happy here?” he asks. “Lippert is good to you?”

“Oh,” I say, following his gaze, surprised by the direction of the conversation. “Yeah, sure, everyone’s really nice.”

“Because you know,” my father says softly. “If you wanted to come home, you are always welcome.”

Home. The word doesn’t sit easy with me, not really. Because his home hasn’t been my home in years.

“That’s okay,” I say, giving him a little smile. “I think I want to stay here, with Daniel. My fiancé.”

It’s not a lie, not really. Of course, I’d rather go home to my real family, but if that’s not an option then I’d certainly rather stay here with Daniel, who at least is my friend, before going to live with Tristin.

“Ah, your fiancé,” Alden says, giving me a fatherly grin. “And how are things going with the two of you?”

“Really well,” I say, raising my eyebrows and lying with ease. It’s not too hard, I guess, when your fake fiancé really is your best friend. I grow awkwardly silent again, though, not really knowing what else to say.