The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 312

Chapter 312: Told Him The Truth!

Evelyn was sitting on the bed too fast, and the blanket slipped slightly from her shoulder.

"My uncle, Finley?" she repeated, disbelief lacing her voice. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Axel nodded, his jaw tightening as he set the towel aside. "Yes."

Evelyn frowned, all traces of her drowsiness gone. "Why would he want to meet you? And why now?"

He walked closer and sat on the edge of the bed, taking her hands and holding them.

His eyes lingered on their hands before lifting to meet her gaze.

"Did you forget I have business with him?" he asked calmly.

The tension Evelyn saw earlier is gone, Axel’s eyes no longer look red, and of course, he now smells good after taking a shower, which is enough to make her calm, and her worry slowly subsides.

"I know," she said softly, looking into his eyes, "But earlier, you seemed as if he had just scolded you."

"That’s the problem," he said calmly. "He didn’t talk about business but us."

Evelyn narrowed her eyes, a confused look in them. "Huh? Why does he call you only? Why not me, too?"

Axel softly held her hand to steady her before speaking again.

"He called me after reading the news about you," Axel said quietly. "He wanted to understand if it’s true that we have Oliver before marriage? Why I had been hiding you, and why I only recently made a public announcement about our marriage."

Evelyn gasped softly. The weight behind his tense expression finally made sense. The somber look on his face when he came home was not because of business alone. It was family. Her family.

"So... Uncle Finley scolded you?" she asked, her voice cautious.

Axel shrugged, forcing a smile, "He did."

Despite Axel’s attempt to lighten the mood, guilt washed over Evelyn. This was never supposed to happen. Her uncle had no reason to scold Axel. If anyone deserved it, it was her.

"I’m sorry," she said quietly, her fingers tightening around his. "This isn’t your fault. What did you tell him?"

Axel paused for a moment before answering. "Don’t say sorry, Eve. Ugh, well, I told him the truth."

Her brows furrowed, heart pounding. "What truth?"

"You know we can’t hide anything from him, right?"

She nods.

"I told him we ended up sleeping together on New Year’s Eve."

Evelyn froze.

’My goodness, Axel Knight. You told him that night, too?’ She clenched her jaw, desperately trying not to interrupt him. Besides, she can’t blame him... If her uncle wanted to investigate, he would have found the truth.

"I told him that because of the dispute with your family, you didn’t dare tell your father about the pregnancy, and also hid it from me," Axel continued calmly. "And that William Walters eventually disowned you."

Her chest tightened to remember those terrible times in her life.

"I also told him you didn’t dare come to me. Instead, you disappeared from everyone."

Axel inhaled slowly before continuing, his voice steady but heavy. He explained how he had sensed something was wrong back then, how he had searched for her relentlessly but failed. Months later, fate brought them together again in Willowcrest. And how everything that followed felt inevitable. Marriage. Oliver. Home.

Axel’s expression sharpened instantly. His hand landed on her shoulder, firm but not forceful. He stared at her, eyes intense.

"You know it was her?"

Evelyn mentally vents her frustration. ’Smooth, Evelyn. Very smooth.’

She smiled innocently. "So I was right? It was Natalie?"

"Yes," Axel answered slowly. "But how do you know?"

She exhaled, "Geez, Axel. It’s obvious. The news about Oliver and me vanished overnight, replaced by Natalie Martinez’s scandal. Every media outlet switched focus. Netizens too. Their gossip shifted instantly. Anyone with a brain could figure out that you punish her..."

Axel stared at her for a moment before breaking into a smile. He reached out and pinched her nose gently.

"My wife is indeed smart," he said proudly. "That’s why I married you quickly. I was afraid someone else might steal you from me."

She laughed, "You’re ridiculous."

"And honest," he added with a grin.

"Alright," she said, settling back against the pillows. "Let’s sleep."

Axel lay down beside her and pulled her into his arms. Evelyn did not resist. The warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of his breathing lulled her into a state of comfort. Her exhaustion finally caught up with her.

Her eyes closed easily and quickly that night.

But just before sleep fully claimed her, her thoughts drifted to Saturday. To the Morgan family. To the family gathering that awaited her.