My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158: A Dinner For Them

Days had passed, and since Emma’s visit, she hadn’t come back to their house.

If anything, Lucian and Primo had been home later than usual to spend time with her in the city. Lucian would still tell Ashley, and she would nod and agree.

"Madam, what would you like to eat for dinner?"

Ashley, who was idling in the living room browsing through some catalogs for her office’s design — even though she hadn’t decided which building she would take — turned to Nolan. He stood near the one-seater couch, smiling warmly as usual.

"Hmm..." she thought about it and shrugged. "I don’t know."

"Would you like something warm?"

"Mhm, anything is fine, Nolan," she hummed as she refocused on the catalog. "I’ve actually been craving noodles. The spicy kind. Really, really spicy ones."

Nolan nodded. "I’ll tell the chefs to make some for you."

Ashley didn’t answer and just continued what she was doing. Meanwhile, Nolan stayed in his spot, studying her.

After a moment, Nolan sat down on the couch beside her.

"Hm?" Ashley raised her brows and turned to him. "What are you doing?"

"I think this one is a great design, Madam," he pointed at the design she had been holding while browsing for others.

"You think so?" Her face brightened a little. "I thought so too! But I wanted to see other options first before I decided."

Ashley happily talked to him about the design and the kind of office she envisioned for herself. Meanwhile, Nolan listened to every word, making sure she knew she had his full attention.

After all, Ashley’s mood had been a little unpredictable.

Even though she put up a brave face and tried not to be affected by the slight changes in their routine, Nolan could feel it.

"I wish Betty were here," she muttered as she leaned back. "I think Betty would choose the right building for me. Who would have thought having so many options could be a headache too."

She cocked her head back until it rested on the backrest of the couch. She stared at the ceiling, huffing sharply.

Silence hung in the air after her lively chatter, and it was broken with a whisper.

"Right. That parent-teacher meeting is tomorrow," she hummed, sliding her eyes to Nolan. Then she smiled. "They’re going, right?"

"Hmm?"

"Lucian and Emma," Ashley remarked. "They’re going to attend, right?"

Nolan’s lips parted before he closed them again. It felt like a trick question, and he didn’t know how to answer without hurting anybody.

"Of course they will!" she answered with a light chuckle. "Otherwise, I’ll kill Lucian."

Nolan forced a smile, clearing his throat. "If they don’t, I think you should go, Madam."

"Mhm, I don’t think so," she shrugged. "That will only complicate things."

"Why would it?"

"What would I tell them? That I’m his mom? That he’s got two moms? Wouldn’t that reflect badly on Lucian? And give the other children something to tease my baby about?" she clicked her tongue, shaking her head. "I’ll just remind Lucian later."

Nolan exhaled deeply and nodded. "I see."

Again, Ashley refocused on her activity while Nolan stayed with her. Since she had been alone most of the time, it worried him greatly. So, as much as possible, he had been accompanying her to keep her spirits up.

"By the way, Madam, the Master and the Young Master might come home early today," Nolan brought up, watching her slowly turn in his direction. "He told me earlier, and it slipped my mind. Apologies."

Her eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Haha. Yes," he chuckled, watching her mood lift.

"Then forget about the noodles!" she intoned, putting the catalog aside. "I mean, those two haven’t eaten anything home-cooked for days. They’ve been eating out — how about something nutritious?"

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