The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 357

Chapter 357: I Just Want to Avenge Our Loss

Evelyn’s jaw clenched tightly. To make her feel ached, but she didn’t care.

Axel noticed, his hand covering hers, grounding her before the storm consumed her entirely.

"My love," he murmured, voice calm but low, "look at me, please..."

She did. Her eyes burned, bright and dangerous.

"Axel," she said, gripping his hand so hard he felt her nails press into his skin, "I don’t care who she is. I don’t care who her family is. I don’t care who is backing her in this country." Her voice shook, but not with fear. With fury. "I just want to avenge our loss."

Axel watched her thoughtfully. Not cautious nor alarmed. Also, not repulsed. The only themes in his mind were listening and understanding her.

"I don’t want to hear of that woman existing in this world anymore. Please, do something!" she finished, each word precise and deadly.

A faint, almost amused breath left Axel’s lips. Not laughter. Something darker. Something that said he had already walked this path in his mind long before she spoke.

"My wife," Axel murmured, squeezing her hand gently, "she is no longer on this earth... She is already in hell now."

Evelyn was utterly shocked.

"Y–You already..." Her words failed her, caught somewhere between disbelief and shock.

Axel’s expression didn’t change. He didn’t look proud. He didn’t look cruel. He simply looked calm, as if stating a fact as ordinary as the weather forecast.

Axel nodded once. "Yes."

Evelyn swallowed hard. For a heartbeat, the room was utterly silent.

"You mean..." she asked slowly, "you already avenged our loss? You kill her?" She needed to hear it again, to make sure her ears weren’t betraying her.

Then Evelyn’s vision blurred. Tears welled in her eyes and spilled freely down her cheeks. But these were not tears of fear. Not sorrow. They were warm, relieving, and almost weightless. As if a stone that had been crushing her chest for days had finally cracked apart.

"Yes," Axel said again, his voice softer now. "When I found out she was the mastermind behind your accident, I asked someone to take her life." He exhaled slowly. "This is the first time I’ve said it aloud. I didn’t know how you would see me after hearing it."

Evelyn let out a shaky laugh through her tears.

"See you?" Evelyn whispered. "Axel, I just found out my husband is a terrifying, overprotective, emotionally stable psychopath." She smiled, "Don’t be surprised by my choice of words, hubby. I’m touched... I didn’t mind..."

His lips curved. "Only for you, I will do anything."

"That’s not comforting," she muttered, though her smile betrayed her.

Axel lifted his hand to wipe her tears gently, as if she were something fragile and precious. "Are you afraid of me now?" he asked quietly.

Evelyn leaned forward, resting her forehead against his. "If I were afraid, I wouldn’t be crying happy tears in your arms."

Something in Axel’s gaze softened further, as though a final chain inside him had loosened.

He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her carefully against his chest, mindful of her injuries.

Evelyn sighed, melting into his warmth. For the first time since the accident, her heart felt light. No unanswered questions. No haunting what-ifs. Only certainty.

They remained like that for a few minutes, silent, breathing together.

Until Evelyn’s body finally surrendered to exhaustion. Her eyelashes were so heavy, her head resting against his shoulder.

Axel noticed immediately.

"My wife," he whispered, brushing a kiss against her hair, "I will carry you to bed."

In the guest room, Stella lay on her bed staring at her phone. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

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