Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 331

Chapter 331 Ex Games
Sofia stood frozen, her heart pounding in her chest as a wave of humiliation washed over her. The blood drained from her face, leaving her pale and vulnerable. Throughout her life, she had endured countless insults, but never before had she felt such intense shame. This was different; it cut deep into her soul.

Leonardo, her husband in name only, had betrayed her in the most unexpected way. The sweetness he had shown her earlier now felt like a cruel deception. How could he be so tender one moment and then callously cheat on her with his ex-girlfriend the next? The realization hit her like a punch to the gut, leaving her breathless.

A surge of anger mixed with hurt coursed through Sofia's veins. She knew, logically, that Leonardo didn't owe her anything. Their marriage was nothing more than a contract, a façade for the world to see. But still, she had hoped for more. She had dared to believe in the possibility of love, despite the circumstances.

Evelyn, Leonardo's ex-girlfriend, stood before Sofia, her victorious smile taunting and triumphant. In that moment, she was the winner of a twisted game, a challenge that Sofia never wanted to participate in. Evelyn's eyes locked onto Sofia's, relishing in her pain, savoring her victory.

Leonardo, his face a mask of panic and guilt, called out Sofia's name.

“Sofia!” His voice carried the weight of regret, but Sofia couldn't bear another insult, another empty promise.

Without a word, she spun on her heel, determined to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the Gala. She left them behind, her steps quickening, driven by a mix of anger and heartache.

As Sofia hurried through the crowd, tears welled up in her eyes, betraying the emotions she fought so hard to conceal. She brushed them away hastily with the back of her palm, unwilling to let them fall. Every step felt like a desperate plea for freedom, a way to distance herself from the pain that clung to her like a suffocating shroud.

Her gaze darted around, searching for an exit, a way out of that wretched place. The grandeur of the Gala, once a symbol of opulence and celebration, now felt like a prison. The noise of laughter and clinking glasses became a cacophony of mocking voices, amplifying her sorrow.

Sofia stormed through the crowded hallway, her steps quick and determined. The vibrant fabric of her gown billowed around her, hindering her movements with each step. Despite the obstacle, she refused to be hindered, propelled forward by a mix of frustration and determination.

Leonardo's urgent voice echoed behind her, desperate to reach her ears. "Sofia, wait. Listen to me, baby girl," he pleaded, his words strained with an undercurrent of emotion.

But Sofia remained relentless, increasing her speed as if trying to outrun the turmoil brewing within her. Yet, his agility matched her determination. In a swift motion, Leonardo closed the gap between them, catching hold of her hand. He spun her around, forcing her to face him.

The force of his action jolted Sofia, and she jerked her hand away from his grip. Her eyes blazed with anger as she met his gaze, unwilling to back down. "No," she seethed, her voice laced with a mix of frustration and hurt. "Go to your ex-girlfriend and have fun. No need to follow me."

She watched as his eyes revealed a pained emotion, a flicker of regret mingling with the intensity of his gaze. Sofia couldn't fathom why she was so affected, but an unfamiliar fury surged within her, consuming any rational thought.

"Sofia, you misunderstood. Let me explain to you," he implored, his voice falling flat, weighted with disappointment.

"I don't need your explanation, Leonardo," Sofia spat out his name with bitter disdain. Her words cut through the air, heavy with accusation. "I've seen everything with my own eyes, and I am not dumb enough not to know that you don't want me. Hell, you don't even like me."

The sheer intensity of her anger fueled her actions, causing her to throw her hand in the air, a gesture of frustration and defiance. She no longer cared about the curious eyes that lingered nearby, drawn to the scene unfolding before them. Sofia's anger demanded an outlet, and she would not be silenced.

Leonardo extended his hand once more, reaching out to bridge the widening chasm between them. However, Sofia held up her hand, halting him in his tracks. The tension between them crackled in the air, their conflicting emotions sparking like a live wire.