Married to Mafia Boss novel Chapter 123

Married to Mafia Boss

Chapter 123

My sudden question caught Marco slightly off guard, but he calmly replied, “They’re not really friends, just business relationships.”

People like Father Matteo had few principles. For profit, he could collude with Cain to prevent me from seeing my mother one last time.

But when Black Hawk contacted Father Matteo with a better offer, he would abandon Cain without hesitation to serve Black Hawk.

With Marco’s explanation, I understood–ultimately, with enough money, one could command people and get things done anywhere.

Still, just how wealthy was the husband I had married?

Meeting my scrutinizing gaze, Marco ruffled my hair again. “Let’s go back and rest first. We’ll plan the funeral properly later.”

I nodded. “Okay.”

If he hadn’t been by my side helping me, I might not have even been able to see my mother one last time, let alone arrange her funeral.

“Mark?”

Maria’s surprised voice suddenly sounded behind us.

Marco and I turned around simultaneously to see Maria standing four or five steps behind us, her gaze fixed intently on Marco.

“Maria, what game are you playing now?” I instinctively stepped in front of Marco, not wanting my man to be coveted by anyone, especially Maria.

Maria ignored me, staring at Marco for a long moment before saying, “Mark, is it really you?”

Marco nodded, responding coldly, politely, and distantly, “It’s me.”

Hearing Marco’s response, my body stiffened slightly. When had they met?

“So it really is you.” Maria smiled, a lonely and sad smile. “I never imagined you would marry my sister.”

Mark?

Marco?

Which was it–Mark or Marco?

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Chapter 123

I silently repeated both names several times, vaguely recalling some impressions of the name Mark, until finally I remembered.

I recalled that when Maria returned from studying in America years ago, she had quietly told me about a boyfriend she had, and I think his name was Mark.

Thinking of this, I looked up at Marco again. His gaze remained cold, unchanged from usual, showing no emotional reaction and no intention of explaining to me. Unconsciously, I withdrew my hand from his.

The sudden emptiness in his palm felt uncomfortable. Marco frowned slightly and reached out to grasp my hand again.

I tried to pull away once more, but this time Marco held on tightly, making it impossible for me to move.

Marco looked at Maria again, still polite but distant. “Miss Maria, if you have no further business, my wife and I will be taking our leave.

With that, Marco put his arm around my waist and forcibly led me away, without giving Maria another glance.

“Maria, do you know that man?” Cain emerged from the shadows, watching Marco and me leave.

“I met him while studying in America, just two or three times,” Maria answered truthfully, deliberately omitting that she and Marco had been in a nominal boyfriend–girlfriend relationship.

“What about his family background?” Cain’s concerns were always about such matters.

“Probably from an ordinary family, attending school on scholarships, Maria didn’t know much about Mark.

Although she had been Mark’s girlfriend, they had only met a few times after starting their relationship, not even holding hands.

Maria had spent her life pursuing Gabriel, so she hadn’t invested much thought in Mark.

She only knew that Mark had been a prominent figure at Harvard University, receiving scholarships every year. She had heard that Mark relied on scholarships to continue his education.

What they didn’t know was that the Vittorio family had their own method of educating children, especially

strict with boys.

From a young age, Marco had supported himself through his own abilities, earning all his school fees

himself.

“In that case, don’t waste your time on him. Focus on keeping an eye on Gabriel instead, Cain lost interest upon hearing Marco was from an ordinary family.

Maria nodded and obediently replied, “Yes.”

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