The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 19

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19 His Power Meant Nothing!

Reluctantly, Evelyn let go of her son’s tiny hand. Her fingers didn’t want to move, but her muscles had no choice. T

Axel followed, silent as a shadow.

They walked side by side without a word, the kind of silence that felt less comforting and more like a contest of silence.

By the time they reached the VIP ward, Evelyn was tempted to take a sneeze, anything to break the tension and the awkwardness of

sharing the same room with Axel.

Axel, of course, didn’t notice Evelyn’s awkwardness, Or maybe he did and simply didn’t care.

He settled onto the sofa with his iPad, posture perfect, expression unreadable, like this whole hospital stay was just another business.

meeting.

Evelyn, on the other hand, was pacing in the small living room area, and her eyes stayed fixed on the door. Impatiently waiting for the

nurse to wheel Oliver in.

When her son was finally settled on the hospital bed in the corner room, Evelyn stayed by his side, trying to comfort herself as she sat

on the stool and watched him sleep soundly.

Even when her stomach was growling like a wild animal, she ignored it. Hunger could wait, Oliver couldn’t.

However, hours pass and the day nearly ends, yet he still sleeps.

The sterile fluorescent light makes everything look colder, harsher. It feels like the universe is mocking her.

Her back ached. Her eyelids burned. But none of it mattered. She wasn’t leaving.

What if Oliver woke up and she wasn’t there?

What if he opened his eyes, looked for her, and didn’t see her?

One second of him thinking she’d abandoned him was enough to keep her glued to that stool.

But exhaustion and her hunger show no mercy. When the sky starts to change color, she feels starving.

So she slipped out quietly. Just a stretch. Just a breath of air.

And froze.

Because there he was, Axel Knight!

Oh my goodness…. Axel Knight is still here…?‘

He sat in the lounge inside the VIP wardroom, a sleek black laptop balanced on his knee, posture sharp enough to cut the monitor. His

fingers danced across the keyboard.

Honestly, she hadn’t expected him to stay longer here.

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Because she knew… Men like Axel didn’t wait around in hospitals. Men like him had empires to run, minions to terrorize, and fortunes to

increase by the second.

And yet, here he was. Still, not leaving Oliver, not leaving her.

Against her will, guilt stirred in her chest. She’d convinced herself Axel was incapable of genuine care, but this… this didn’t look like he

didn’t care.

And she hated the way that realization softened something inside her. She wanted to ask why he stayed, or maybe even thank him.

But her pride was strong, like a steel cage around her ribs, stopping her from speaking.

She just stood there, silently staring at him like he was one of God’s finer creations who’d somehow gotten lost and taken up residence

in this hospital.

Of course, Axel noticed her. He always did. His head lifted, and his sharp gaze fixed on her as if he’d been aware of her the whole time.

“What is it, Evelyn?” His tone was calm, almost dismissive, though his eyes glinted with quiet amusement, as if he’d caught her in the act

of something ridiculous.

Heat crept up her neck. She straightened, trying to sound casual. “No–Nothing. I wasn’t going to bother you.” But, judging by the slight

edge in her voice, she failed miserably.

Axel’s lips curved slightly, hinting at a smirk. “Are you hungry?”

The question blindsided her.

Was he psychic?

Or worse, had her stomach betrayed her?

She crossed her arms casually while lifting her chin high.

“No.”

Axel arched one brow, unconvinced. “Are you sure?”

Right on cue, her stomach growled loudly. Embarrassingly loud. Traitorous. 1

‘Damn it! You are a traitor!‘ she vents her frustration inwardly.

He didn’t even bother to hide the smirk this time.

Evelyn shot a glare, her dignity hanging by a thread. She clarified, “I’m not! Just… Ugh, Axel, go back to running your empire or whatever

you’re doing on that laptop. I’ll sit with Oliver.”

He didn’t return to his work.

His eyes followed her all the way to the door, lingering until she disappeared back into Oliver’s room.

Axel’s lips tilted in a quiet, knowing smile.

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He pulled out his phone. “Dylan. Buy some sushi for Evelyn. Or whatever she’ll actually eat.”

The call ended as quickly as it began.

Then, his fingers returned to the keyboard, expression unreadable, as though nothing had happened at all.

Dylan returned not long after, carrying a few boxes filled with sushi, fresh fruit, and chilled drinks.

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