The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Elena got home much later than she intended to. Joshua ha insisted on calling her a cab.

“It’s too late for any buses to still be running, and you really shouldn’t walk home by yourself,” he had told her.

It was a kind gesture, but Elena didn’t feel the need to profusely thank him for it. She knew he only wanted to convince her to take his offer of going into witness protection.

There was no other reason for him to smile so blindly at her For his eyes to go so soft as he wished her a good night. For him to say so sincerely, so haltingly, that he hoped to see her again soon.

Elena pushed the thought from her mind as she entered her apartment. Her roommate Aria was lounging on the couch, watching some reality drama as she removed her makeup and accessories.

“Elena!” she cried. “Are you okay? You look exhausted.”

“I’m alright,” Elena said, even if it wasn’t true. The truth was she was very tired, but she didn’t feel like rehashing all the trials of her day.

When Aria still looked at her skeptically, Elena straightened her back and tried to project energy into her bones. I’m serious. There were just a lot of people who needed help, and then the police wanted me to give a statement.”

“That sounds exhausting,” Aria retorted. But she turned back to her hand held mirror and continued cleaning her face. “Did everyone make it out okay?”

Elena hesitated. She had done her best, but she wasn’t a miracle worker. Some people’s lives were going to be permanently changed–and that’s if they hadn’t lost their lives entirely.

Elena felt sheer hatred for Tyler Morello. He hadn’t needed to get innocents involved in his tantrum. He could’ve just targeted Elena and left the normal city goers alone.

But Don Morello didn’t care about other people. He was a selfish, entitled jerk who undoubtedly felt nothing for those outside his circle. Elena doubted if he even cared about his own men or just saw them as valuable pawns.

“We did the best we could,” Elena said, trying to keep the anger from her voice. Aria didn’t need to get involved in Elena’s complicated mafia world.

Aria silently continued her night–time skin care routine.

“Oh,” Elena said suddenly, “did you manage to find my husband and tell him I was sorry I had to cancel our date?”

Aria paused. Her face dropped. “Well…”

“Could you not find him?” Elena asked. That would’ve been the worst outcome–to stand someone up without a word. Maybe that was why Aria was hesitating?

“No, I found him,” Aria said. “It’s just… he got really… upset about it.”

Once again, Elena’s stomach dropped. It felt like her body had received crushing news every moment of today, but this somehow felt the worst.

“He did?” Elena asked quietly. “How upset exactly?”

“Really upset.” Aria sighed. She put down all her products and looked directly at Elena.

“His face got all red and he started shouting at one point,” ria confessed. “He got really short and rude with me. He said some really nasty stuff about how he should’ve known you didn’t take this seriously.”

“But I do,” Elena immediately protested.

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“I know, and I told him that, but he didn’t believe me. That just made him more angry. When a waiter told him to leave because he was making a scene, he told me to tell you not to contact him for a while.”

It felt like the ground had given out underneath Elena. How had things gotten so bad?

“I wouldn’t be surprised if he wants a divorce,” Aria continued. “But that’d be his loss, y’know? You’re a fantastic catch, Elena.”

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