The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 38

38 I’m So Happy For You

Martha appeared just in time as Evelyn and Oliver walked through the little garden behind the café. 1

She was wiping her hands on her apron when her gaze landed on Evelyn, worried at first. Still, the moment it shifted to Oliver, her whole

expression melted.

“Oh, my darling boy!” Martha said, tossing her apron onto a garden bench without a second thought. She hurried forward and bent low,

her arms already outstretched.

Oliver’s eyes widened with delight. “Granny!” he threw his little arms around her neck as she scooped him up.

“Careful, careful,” Martha murmured, holding him tight but gently, mindful of his wound. “Oh, how I’ve missed you so much.”

Oliver pressed his cheek against hers and giggled. “I missed you so, so much too! Like…” He stretched his arms out as wide as they would

1. go. “…this much!”

Evelyn stifled a laugh, looking at how close they were. She follows them as they walk toward the house.

Martha laughed happily as she swayed him in her arms.

“Oh, sweetheart, that’s a lot of missing. Grandma’s heart was so empty without you.” She pulled back to check his feet, worry clouding

her eyes as she looked at his injured feet. “How’s that little leg of yours?”

Oliver puffed up proudly, his small chest rising. “Uncle Doctor said I heal super fast ‘cause I eat all my carrots and broccoli!” He pointed

at his leg as if it were proof of his strength. “Mommy says carrots make me strong like a superhero.”

Evelyn bit back a laugh, her lips curving as she answered, “Yes, darling. Very strong. You’ll be running on the beach again before you

know it.”

“Yay!” Oliver clapped his hands, then leaned close to Martha’s ear and whispered very loudly, “Granny, when I get better, you have to

chase me. But no cheating, okay? Mommy always cheats!”

“Oliver!” Evelyn gasped, laughing. She can’t believe her son will playfully say that. “What did you say? Of course, mommy doesn’t cheat.

But, you just run too fast.”

Martha chuckled heartily, smoothing Oliver’s hair. “Oh, I believe you, darling.”

Evelyn rolls her eyes, pretending to be scandalized. “Excuse me? Whose side are you on?”

Oliver, still clinging to Martha’s neck, lifted his little chin. “Granny’s side!” he declared while giggling.

Martha and Evelyn both burst into laughter.

Evelyn shook her head, muttering, “Traitor,” but her heart warmed at the sight of Oliver so happy.

Her son only revealed his real age when talking to Martha. To others, he appeared quite mature, almost like an adult.

This sometimes amused her, but she felt grateful because Martha was the only person her son considered a family member and thought

of as his true grandmother.

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38 I’m So Happy For You

Still, beneath her smile, nerves stir in Evelyn’s stomach. Martha wasn’t her blood relative, but she’d always been her safe place, the one

person she could trust.

But now she was keeping the biggest secret of her life from her. The longer she waited, the harder it became to start telling her about

Axel.

“You should’ve let me come to the hospital, Eve…” Martha’s words pull Evelyn out of her troubling mind.

Evelyn’s chest tightened. She had expected this. “I’m sorry,” she said softly. “I just… didn’t want to worry you more than you already

were.”

“Worrying is my job…” Martha said softly, still holding Oliver in her arms. “You’re like my own daughter, Evelyn… Please don’t push me

away.” She smiles.

That eased Evelyn’s nerves, “I know… you’re right, Aunty… I won’t do that anymore.” She smiled nervously.

They entered the living room and sat down on the sofa. Martha allowed Oliver to sit next to her, and Evelyn sat across from them.

While Evelyn was still trying to figure out how to tell Martha about Axel Knight, suddenly Oliver spoke.

“Granny… Do you know Daddy?”

Evelyn nearly choked on her breath. Her cheeks flushed red.

She was still trying to find the right words and the right moment to tell Martha, but her son just threw it out like that? She was left

speechless.

Martha blinked in surprise, looking at Oliver. And then to Evelyn. “Daddy?” she repeated carefully.

Evelyn’s pulse thundered in her ears. She opened her mouth to intervene, but Oliver was already speaking again.

“Yes, yes, Daddy is big, taller than the door!” Oliver stretched his little arms high above his head.

Martha froze, her brows pulling together. “Eve… this…” she said slowly.

Evelyn forced a laugh, though it sounded fragile to her own ears. “He watched a movie the other day…” Hearing herself, she couldn’t

believe she had said that.

And of course, Oliver interrupted with his innocent little voice. “No, Mommy. I mean my real Daddy. The one who gave me the big black

car. Daddy Ax-”

Evelyn’s eyes widened. She tried to warn him to stop. Thankfully, he finally didn’t reveal Axel’s name,

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