Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302 Be Mine Forever
The next morning, Alexander woke to find the bed beside him cold and empty. His brow furrowed as he glanced around the room, the silence unsettling. Hazel was nowhere to be found.

A nagging feeling began to grow in his chest as he searched the entire manor. His steps quickened with each empty room he entered, his frustration mounting. He even checked the kitchen and the garden, but Hazel was gone—and so were Aria, Alessandro, and the kids.

Alexander’s suspicion deepened as he pulled out his phone and tried calling Hazel. His heart sank when he realized she had blocked his number. Desperate for answers, he sought out his mother, but her composed demeanor only added to his confusion.

“You really don’t know where she went?” he asked, his voice laced with both frustration and disbelief.

His mother’s calm gaze unsettled him. “I don’t,” she replied, her tone even.

But the lack of panic in her expression betrayed her. Alexander knew his mother well—if she truly didn’t know where Hazel was, she would have been just as anxious as he was.

A deep frown etched across his face. What the hell is going on?

Determined to uncover the truth, Alexander called his assistant and ordered him to track Hazel’s whereabouts immediately. Within an hour, the report came in—and the revelation hit him like a blow.

His wife had run away.

Without a word. Without warning. Hazel had left him.

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A few hours later, Alexander stepped off his private jet in Florence and was now standing before his sister’s mansion. He had canceled all his meetings and flown straight here.

"What a surprise, Alexander," Aria exclaimed, trying to suppress a smile at the sight of her frowning brother.

"Where is my wife?" he snapped curtly, his voice edged with impatience.

"How should I know?" Aria shrugged, her tone calm. "Shouldn’t you know better about your wife by now?"

Alexander's eyes narrowed in irritation. "Don’t get clever with me, Aria," he growled. "I’m here to take her back home."

Alessandro, standing off to the side, couldn't help but frown at the way Alexander was speaking to Aria. He took a step forward, clearly ready to intervene. But Aria, sensing the rising tension, shook her head, silently pleading for him to let her handle her hot-headed brother.

"Why do you want her to return, Alexander?" Aria asked, her gaze steady.

"Do you love her, Alexander?" Her question made him freeze.

"Do you love her enough to spend the rest of your life with her?" she shot another question, making him speechless.

Her words struck him hard, and he found himself momentarily lost in thought. His heart pounded loudly against his chest as memories of every moment spent with Hazel flashed before his eyes. He knew, deep down, what he felt for her. It was love—pure, unconditional love. The realization had come to him when he saw her with Chloe, and in that moment, he had chosen Hazel over the woman he once thought he loved.

"Yes," he finally said, a sense of clarity washing over him. "I love her."

Aria smiled brightly. "Then go and tell her," she said, gesturing toward the stairs.

Without wasting another moment, Alexander darted up the stairs, not bothering to thank his sister. He stopped just before the guest room where Hazel was staying.

Taking a few deep breaths to calm his racing heart, he knocked on the door.

Hazel opened it, but as soon as she saw his face, she made a quick motion to slam the door shut. Alexander, however, was faster. He pressed his hand against the door, stopping it just before it closed.