The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife novel Chapter 368

She hurried to answer it. After all, Sloane usually texted before she called—she knew Elena's schedule as a mafia doctor meant she kept odd hours. Given the chaos of the last twenty-four hours alone, Elena's mind easily started picturing disasters Sloane might be suffering from.

"Hello?" Elena immediately said into the phone's receiver. "Is everything okay?"

From the other end, Sloane's quiet laugh rang out softly. "Yes," the older woman replied smoothly, "I know it's sudden and probably late there, but I wanted to let you know Noah and I just got back to our home in California."

Elena let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. "That's good," she said. "I'm glad—I know you had to take a bunch of different flights and stop in odd places for Noah's work."

"It wasn't anything crazy," Sloan assured. Then she paused for a long moment. "Elena, is everything okay?"

"Yes," Elena immediately replied. She didn't want her mother worrying about her from so far away. Sloane should be resting after her long journey—and Elena didn't want to get in the way of that.

Sloane hummed, unconvinced. "Are you sure? You know you can tell me anything, Elena—anything at all."

Maybe it was the exhaustion finally getting to her. Maybe it was the hopelessness of Elena's current task of trying to figure out Massimo's motives. Maybe it was the motherly concern and kindness that Elena so deeply craved being expressed so generously.

Regardless, Elena found herself breaking under her mother's soft, innocent questions.

"There's actually a big problem I'm dealing with," Elena confessed. "But it's really complicated and I'm not sure how to explain it."

"I have time," Sloane reassured. "I'm not going anywhere. So just explain as best you can at your own pace."

Elena took a deep breath and told her mother all about her love-life problems.

When Elena was finished explaining, Sloane merely hummed again. "That's a rough situation to be in," Sloane finally said.

"Yeah," Elena said, half laughing for the briefest moment. But then the exhaustion hit her again—and with that came more confusion. "I have no idea what to do."

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