In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 170

Chapter 170: Marrying Her

Isabella could see that Evelyn was trying to be strong. Considering Evelyn's difficulty in hearing and her struggles to understand others, Isabella decided not to disturb her much.

"I'll head back now, Evelyn. I'll come to see you again tomorrow," Isabella said.

Evelyn nodded, watching Isabella leave. After a while, Pippo returned. He looked at Evelyn and asked, "Feeling better?"

Evelyn nodded, "My hearing seems to be recovering a bit, but there are some gaps in my memory from the past."

"It's okay, Evelyn. If you can't remember, don't force it. It might be because those memories were too traumatic, and you chose to forget selectively. Just focus on resting now," Pippo reassured her.

Pippo cradled Evelyn's face in his hands and planted a kiss on her forehead. "You have no idea how worried I've been during this time."

Evelyn hugged Pippo, recalling Isabella's words about him taking care of her. In these past days, Pippo had indeed been looking after her. Thinking about it, Evelyn felt a sweetness in her heart.

In truth, she had lied to Isabella. If possible, she also wanted to marry Pippo; she just didn't know if Pippo would be willing.

Now, leaning on Pippo's chest, Evelyn was shielded from view and didn't notice the change in Pippo's expression. While he tenderly embraced her, his eyes exuded a cold, ruthless, and dark aura.

"Pippo, you know, Isabella told me that during the time I was unconscious, you were worried and taking care of me. She said you were good to me and even suggested we get married soon," Evelyn suddenly broke free from his embrace, her big eyes sparkling as she stared at Pippo.

When Evelyn looked at him, Pippo's expression instantly turned back to its usual gentle appearance. He reached out, gently stroking Evelyn's hair, and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"Yes, Evelyn. When can we get married? I believe you'll be happy after we're married," he said.

"In my current state, would you still marry me?" Evelyn looked at Pippo, her eyes filled with sadness.

If it were her old self before the accident, she would have been confident in making Pippo marry her. However, now with her body in tatters and a missing chunk of memory, recalling which caused her brain pain, Evelyn felt miserable.

How could someone as broken as her match up to the perfect Pippo?

Evelyn felt a bit inferior.

However, Pippo, like a gentle angel, cradled Evelyn's face, kissing her gently. Their lips pressed tightly together, his tongue invading her mouth, sucking forcefully. The passionate kiss left Evelyn breathless, and she finally collapsed in his arms.

Pippo hugged Evelyn tightly. "I like you, Evelyn. I like the person you are, the soul inside you. No matter how you change, I will still like you. Whenever you're ready, I'm ready to marry you."

Evelyn threw herself into Pippo's arms, tears streaming down her face. She felt like the luckiest woman in the world.

Pippo's tenderness was reserved only for Evelyn.

But as soon as he stepped out of the ward, his face turned incredibly cold. His eyes were filled with a cruel, ruthless, and dark atmosphere.

Wiping his mouth with his hand, as if disgusted, he lowered his head and sent a message.

Being with Evelyn was just a means to get closer to Isabella. Otherwise, he had no standing to accompany Isabella.