The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 294

Chapter 294: Who is The Guest?

Martha did not stay long. As the afternoon stretched toward evening and the sky outside the windows slowly turned orange, she excused herself with a soft smile and a lingering hug for Evelyn.

"Granny, why not have dinner with us?" Oliver said, reluctant to let her go.

Martha gently ruffled Oliver’s hair and said, "No, dear, I need to go home. I’ve been tired all day from cooking our lunch."

"Aunty, I told you there’s no need to cook, but you insist. Now, I feel bad..." Evelyn said worriedly.

"Hahaha, I was just joking. Martha gently patted Evelyn’s arm. "But I need to head home now—the café is about to close."

"Ah, you are right," Evelyn said, understanding Martha’s meaning. "Auntie, I will visit the café with Oliver tomorrow morning."

"Ok, I will wait..." Martha said excitedly. She kissed Oliver’s hair, reminded him to behave, and asked him to come to her house tomorrow.

When the door finally closed behind her, the house felt quieter, but not empty.

Evelyn barely had time to sit before she was on her feet again.

By the time Axel arrived home, she was already busy at the dining table, carefully arranging placemats, straightening cutlery, and adjusting the small vase of fresh flowers she had chosen earlier.

She hummed softly to herself, entirely focused, unaware that the front door had opened.

Axel stopped just inside the hallway.

He leaned against the wall, folding his arms as he watched her.

Something was soothing about the way she moved, gentle but purposeful, as if hosting dinner was not a task but a ritual she enjoyed.

The warm light from the lamp softened her features, and for a moment, Axel simply stood there, quietly admiring his wife.

Less than two minutes later, the silence was shattered.

The bedroom door flew open, and Oliver’s voice rang through the house like a trumpet.

"Daddy... you’re back!!"

Axel barely had time to straighten before a small body launched itself at him. He caught Oliver easily, lifting him into his arms.

"How’s your day, buddy?" he asked while pinching his nose.

"I’m happy because Grandma Martha visits us and brings many muffins..." Oliver excitedly said.

Evelyn spun around, startled.

"Axel?" she said, blinking in surprise. "When did you get back? Why didn’t I hear you?"

Axel smiled, walking toward her with Oliver perched happily on his arm. "I just returned. You looked very busy."

Oliver wrapped his arms around Axel’s neck.

"Daddy didn’t make a sound. He’s sneaky."

Axel chuckled. "I was planning to surprise Mommy, but someone ruined it."

Oliver blinked a few times. "But, I helped. Right?"

Evelyn laughed, shaking her head. "Alright, you two. Go wash up. Chef and Lisa will arrive soon with the food."

She gently pushed Axel toward the bedroom. "Don’t tire yourself. Dinner is almost ready."

Axel raised an eyebrow. "Hmmm. That sentence would suit you more."

"Nope. It suits you more because I’m absolutely fine and well-rested," Evelyn replied lightly, already turning back to the table.

Axel took a step, then felt Oliver squirm in his arms.

"Dad," Oliver said seriously. "I want to help Mommy. So, would you let go of your hug?"

"Alright. But before that, you have an important mission, buddy."

Axel lowered him carefully.

Oliver stood straighter. "What mission?"

"Go tidy the living room," Axel said. "Make sure no toys or books are left behind."

"I understand," Oliver said while nodding solemnly.

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