The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 55

55 Are You Sure?

Evelyn smiled at Oliver, though her mind was anything but calm. 1

Goodness, baby, I barely managed to forget your daddy for half a second, and now you remind me again?

She reached over and stroked his soft hair, hoping he’d catch the silent plea hidden in her touch. “Honey, can we please drop the topic of your dad now? Mommy would really appreciate it.”

Of course, subtle hints were wasted on her three–year–old son.

“Oh, yeah!” His eyes sparkled happily. “I also heard our house is done. We’re moving back to the fifth floor tonight, right, Mommy?”

Evelyn nearly fell out of her chair when she heard his words. How in the world did her child remember those things? Did Axel tell him details about it?

She forced a smile and responded carefully, “Hmm, yes, sweetheart. We’ll… move tonight if your daddy returns, of course.”

He nodded, satisfied.

Before she could redirect the conversation, Martha, who had been watching the exchange with amused eyes, set her empty glass down.

“I also read the news this morning. Axel finally returned from his business trip. It means, he really will return tonight…”

Her gaze lingered on Evelyn a little too long, as though testing her reaction.

Evelyn swallowed hard, already preparing herself for what Martha was about to say.

“I hope he can stop by my house, Eve,” Martha continued, smiling softly. “I’d like to meet him in person, not only talk over the phone.”

Evelyn opened her mouth, searching for the safest possible answer, when Oliver jumped in like a tiny, overly eager spokesman.

“Don’t worry, Granny!” he said proudly, “I’ll ask Daddy to come here. And Granny cooked a delicious muffin for Daddy…”

Evelyn gasped, unable to believe her son said that before asking Axel.

“Oliver…”

But he wasn’t done just yet. He turned to Martha with a playful grin, saying, “Daddy will come, Granny… My daddy is the best, he always listens to me,” he said happily before continuing to enjoy his muffin.

Martha chuckled behind her hand, clearly charmed,

Evelyn, meanwhile, wanted to sink straight through the floor. Her son had just made a promise on Axel Knight’s behalf, a man who didn’t even bother texting her unless it was to challenge her blood pressure.

She forced herself to smile, nodding politely toward Martha.

“Of course, Aunty. He’ll visit you soon.”

The words came out with more confidence than she felt. Inside, her thoughts were a mess.

55 Are You Sure?

Great, Eve Smart move. Now you’ve got your very unpredictable husband headed to a social call he probably has no interest in making.

Fantastic”

Oliver grinned from ear to ear, thrilled with himself as he grabbed his last muffin on the plate.

Evelyn looked at him with a gentle smile, feeling a tender urge to pinch those adorable, chubby cheeks that reminded her so much of

Axel’s when he was mischievously teasing her.

Martha was visibly touched upon seeing Oliver. She placed her hand over her heart.

“You’ve raised such a smart and thoughtful boy, Evelyn. Always caring for me, and he likes to eat too…”

“Mm–hmm, he is…” Evelyn answers with her best motherly smile.

As Martha kept talking about the new recipe she shared with Evelyn, Oliver suddenly distracted them again.

“Mommy, Granny… I’m done. Can I watch cartoons? I haven’t watched cartoons today, Mom…”

“Sure, dear…” Martha nods happily.

“You only have one hour, darling.” Evelyn reminded him, she shook her head, looking at her son already running toward the living room.

“Aye, Mommy…

“Such a cute little man,” Martha can’t help but laugh.

“Honestly, he thinks watching cartoons is his full–time job…” Evelyn added while gathering plates from the table.

Martha chuckled, rising to help. “Better cartoons than running around the neighborhood causing trouble. Maybe… you were twice as

naughty when you were his age, Eve.”

“Of course not…” Evelyn shot back, carrying a stack of dishes into the small kitchen. “I was… a sweet and spirited little girl, Aunty.”

“Spirited is just another word for trouble.” Martha winked, slipping the leftover salad into a container.

They settled into a relaxed rhythm: Evelyn washed the dishes, Martha tidied the table, and their conversation wandered to lighter topics,

celebrity gossip.

Martha wiped the dining table as she asked casually, “Did you hear about Tania Sweet? The singer?”

Evelyn raised an eyebrow. “The one who is dating the basketball player?”

“Yes, but it turns out she’s not dating him, but his younger brother,” Martha spoke in her low tone, as if worried Oliver might overhear

what they were talking about.

Evelyn burst out laughing, nearly dropping a slippery glass. “Oh my god, she is dating the guy five years younger than her? Are you sure

about it?”

Martha smiled, “Hmm… It’s true. The article said they were spotted in Bali last week, having lunch at a restaurant by the rice fields.”

“I still can’t believe she now dates her ex’s little bro?” Evelyn rolled her eyes. “This woman changes men like I change hair ties.”

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