The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 385

Chapter 385: Boss is Coming!

After a moment, Renata’s tone shifted, turning sharp, "We’re already investigating who sent those men."

Instantly, Ethan’s eyes were burning with anger at hearing her words.

She continued, "Fake registration vans, layered routes, and professional cleanup attempts. This wasn’t a random hit."

Ethan nodded. "I figured."

"But here’s the strange part," she continued. "The orders weren’t just to capture you. They wanted you dead."

A dangerous glint flickered in Ethan’s eyes. "Then they made a regrettable life choice."

Renata rolls her eyes and says, "My goodness, Boss... You’re still fierce, even half-dead."

"Unfortunately," Ethan said weakly, a faint smile tugging at his lips, "I can’t get up and prove it right now—"

The joke landed, but something tangled quietly in his chest. Beneath the teasing tone lay the heavy truth he didn’t voice. Axel was coming. Flying straight into danger, straight into exposure, all for him.

Ethan knew better than anyone what that meant. Axel didn’t move unless it mattered. And this mattered too much for him. He must be disappointed.

Renata noticed the flicker in his eyes.

Her sharp expression softened, just a little. "Alright, you need to rest, E..." she said, lowering her voice. "The Boss will arrive any minute. I can’t stay here..."

Ethan turned his head to look at her thoroughly. The machines beeped steadily, indifferent to the tension stretching between them.

"Rena—"

"Yes?" she answered automatically.

"You can stay." He calmly said.

For a brief second, Renata froze. Her brows knitted as she stared at him, as if she’d misheard.

"Ethan, did you forget what I told you before?" she asked. "The big Boss is coming. Collins already asked me to clear the area. No one is allowed to stay inside this room, only you."

A faint, knowing smile curved Ethan’s lips. "It’s fine. You are my trusted person in X-Guard. It’s fine if you stay."

Her frown deepened, confused. "You allow me to meet him now? Why...?"

"This is the right time to meet him, personally," Ethan continued calmly. "Because, if something like this happens to me again—and let’s hope it doesn’t—you should be able to communicate with him directly without going through Collins every time."

Renata’s eyes widened slightly.

"A-Are you serious?" She stepped closer to the bed, lowering her voice. "You’re saying I can stay? To meet him in person?"

"Damn Rena! That’s what I tried to tell you..." he replied. "And relax, Rena. He won’t bite. Much."

"That doesn’t reassure me at all," she muttered, trying to calm herself.

He chuckled softly, instantly regretting it as pain flickered across his face. "You’re overthinking. He won’t question why you’re here. Just stay, alright!"

Renata studied him for a long moment, as if trying to see if she hadn’t misheard it. Finally, she sighed.

"Alright," she said. "I’ll trust you. But if I get fired or buried, I’m haunting you."

"Deal," Ethan said. "Just don’t haunt me while I’m still alive."

She rolled her eyes, but a smile betrayed her.

The light banter barely had time to settle before the atmosphere shifted.

Footsteps echoed down the corridor outside the medical room.

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