Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 193

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It was deep into the night when my father finally arrived. By then, Roc had finished signing all the necessary papers for my check–up.

Father walked into the room where I lay, but he didn’t come alone. Viviana trailed behind him, a sober expression carefully arranged on her face.

Kashi, who had been sitting close on the bed, pulled away to give Father space. I tried to sit up straighter as he approached.

Grant Frost wore a quiet, controlled look. Worried, yet composed. He reached for my hand and offered a soft, reassuring smile, as if to promise everything would be all right.

“I’m sorry,” I murmured softly, knowing full well he’d likely been interrupted by this incident.

He shook his head gently and sighed.

“Let’s see what the check–up results say. From there, we’ll know what to do.”

I swallowed and nodded in agreement.

Just then, Eshan’s cellphone rang. He pulled it out, checked the screen, and frowned. He eased away to take the call.

After a brief moment, he returned, face clearly troubled.

“What’s wrong?” Father asked.

“It’s a case,” Eshan said tiredly. “Dead body just found a block from H.O.W.L. I think it’s connected to Feroz. We’ll be busy soon.”

No sooner had he spoken than my own cellphone beeped. I turned to check the screen. A message from Mr. Gerald informing me we’d be called in soon for work.

I swallowed hard, setting the phone aside, just as the door opened and Mrs. Castle walked in. She smiled at Father, who stepped back with a nod.

“We’re ready,” she said. “We’ll wheel her in for the brain scan. Let’s hope for the best. Grant Her words ushered in a heavy, tense silence that settled over the entire ward.

I bit my lower lip as the nurses she’d brought moved forward to prepare transferring me. I

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voiced out gently, but urgently.

“Wait… wait a second. I, um… I’m expecting Cupil to arrive. I… I don’t want to be in the scan when he gets here.”

I spoke quickly, stuttering a little. Perhaps I was making it too obvious, but tonight, none of that mattered. I needed him here. I wanted to see him. I felt restless without him.

You mean Cupid Godlike?” Viviana’s voice was the first to slice through the silence.

I slowly lifted my gaze to hers.

“Why? You’re delaying a check–up because of a mere charity partner? What exactly does he mean to you?”

“Do I have to tell you?” I asked quietly, disdain unmistakable in my tone.

She took a step forward, scoffing, eyes searching mine.

“Come to think of it, dear sister. You requested divorce just days after being chosen as human coordinator. Does that mean you did it for Cupid? You must be sleeping with him, aren’t you?”

Her accusation landed like a slap. Silence from me seemed to fuel her sense of victory. She giggled coldly before glaring harder.

“I’m right. You’re in that kind of relationship with Cupid despite still being lawfully tied to Ares as your husband. I can’t believe you’re this dirty.”

1 sighed tiredly.

“One of these days, when you meet Ares for another round, ask him what kind of marriag we’re in,” I replied smoothly before shrugging. It’s open.”

She paused at the word ‘Round but then jutted her chin defiantly

“Open marriage? Really? Wow so that means you’ve been giving yourself our? You think you’ll then anything to him! To a inn like Cugh is that?“.

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He stood in the doorway, instantly proving her wrong in the clearest way possible.

Cupid Godlike.

I had called him earlier, begging him to come without telling him I was in the hospital or giving my location, and here he was, gaze locked directly on me.

With his presence came that unmistakable wave of peace washing over me. I sighed shakily, aching to touch him.

He took his time, however. His eyes swept the room briefly before he bowed his head in unified greeting. To my father, he offered a deeper bow; Father nodded in return.

Slowly, he made his way to me. I noticed every eye following him to the bed.

He stood beside it, almost hesitant, unsure what to do. I reached for his hand and tugged gently, pulling him down to sit beside me, a small smile on my face as he searched my eyes.

“You’re here,” I said softly.

In response, he studied me in quiet awe and murmured,

“You’re pale.”

A lump rose in my throat. I nearly laughed at my own past stupidity, daring to marry Ares when a man like this existed.

“A check–up will be carried out on me, Cupid,” I said softly. “I think it’s getting serious.”

He blinked, then nodded.

“I’ll… I’ll wait until it’s done,” he replied gently.

I sighed shakily, smiling.

A check–up whose results might shatter my heart or reform it. With heavy heart, I prayed for the best.

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