The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover - Chapter 145
Chapter 145: No More Hiding!
Evelyn wanted to say something, but somehow, her words failed her.
She just smiled at him, soft, shaky, and utterly helpless.
He closed the door gently. Then, he walked around to the driver’s side and slid in with that unhurried confidence of his.
She sat there, still breathless, replaying that kiss over and over in her mind.
‘This man is going to drive me insane,’ she thought, pressing a hand to her flushed cheek. ‘What if someone saw us? What if someone actually took a photo?’
Returning to society as Evelyn Walters, the disgraced, outcast heiress, was already risky enough. But if anyone found out she was Mrs. Axel Knight, the consequences would be explosive.
The media would feast on it.
Her father would lose his mind; even though for this one, she didn’t care at all.
She silently sighs while staring outside the car.
The car glided smoothly onto the road, trying to distract her mind, but it felt difficult.
Evelyn straightened in her seat, ready to scold him for his recklessness.
But before she could open her mouth, Axel broke the silence.
“I’m sorry,” his voice was low, rough, and startlingly honest.
She frowned to hear that. “Sorry? For what?”
His hands tightened around the steering wheel, knuckles faintly pale. A hint of a smile tugged at his lips, though his tone stayed serious.
“…for feeling jealous right now.”
The confession lingered between them, quiet but heavy enough to make her heart tighten.
She stared at him. Stunned. Axel Knight, the man who could silence a boardroom with one glare, was ‘jealous?’
Her lips parted in surprise, then curved into a teasing smile.
“Why are you jealous?”
He said nothing. Just kept driving, eyes on the road.
“No way, Axel…” she asked, a teasing smile flashing on her lips. “Are you jealous of Oscar?”
“Mm,” he hummed, his voice low, almost grudging.
Then, finally, the words came out, honest, deep, and heavy. “Yes. I’m jealous that he knew you before I did. That he was there when you were at your lowest. That he could help you when I couldn’t.”
His eyes briefly shifted toward her at a red light.
“He stood beside you when the world turned against you. I should’ve been that man.” His voice dropped, almost inaudible.
Her teasing smile slowly faded. The way he said it, no accusation, no bitterness, just quiet regret, made her chest ache.
“Axel…” she murmured softly. “You don’t have to be jealous. You’re here now. That’s what matters.”
He didn’t respond, but the corner of his lips lifted slightly, like her words had reached somewhere deep in his heart.
The rest of the drive was peaceful.
When they finally reached home, Oliver was already waiting for them.
The moment the car stopped, he ran over, waving both hands.
“Mom! Dad! You’re home early!”
Evelyn stepped out with a laugh as Axel went around to open her door. Her son crashed into her arms, and she bent down to hug him tight.
“Someone looks excited,” she teased, brushing his hair back.
“I was waiting. Jimmy said Daddy’s coming home early, and I wanted to show you my new pony!”
Evelyn blinked. “You got a pony?” She turned to Axel, half amused, half surprised. “You bought him a pony?”
Axel simply shrugged, hands in his pockets.
“He needs to ride the pony first before Cloud. And he promised to feed it every day.” Then glance at Oliver, “Right, buddy?”
Oliver nods heavily, his eyes staring at his mother innocently as he says, “Yes, Dad. I promise I will feed my little pony every day. Mommy, let’s see him.”
Evelyn could only smile at Oliver and Axel. She began to give up trying to stop Axel from buying luxury items for their son.
Then,
Oliver tugged her hand eagerly toward the backyard, where a small brown pony stood in a neat paddock.
Evelyn couldn’t help but smile at how beautiful the pony is. Axel followed behind them.
The afternoon passed in laughter and sunlight.
Oliver rode his pony around the yard while Axel held the reins.
Evelyn watched from the side, her heart so full.
For a moment, everything felt perfect.
But as night fell, that peace didn’t last long.
Later, after Oliver had gone to bed, Evelyn sat on the couch scrolling through her phone. Her heart tightened.
The headlines were everywhere.
[Evelyn Walters has changed her name to Evelyn Taylor.]
[The Fallen Heiress Returns: Evelyn Taylor Steps Back Into the Corporate Arena!]
[Evelyn Taylor owns Moressy Investments.]
[The Faleen Heiress Returns with Style.]
Her hands tightened, holding her phone as she read each article.
Photos from earlier that day, when the reporter and paparazzi ambushed her, were plastered across every gossip site.
She didn’t have to guess who leaked it.
Oscar. Of course he did. This is the article he prepared for her grand entrance upon her return.
No more hiding.
Evelyn Walters was back.
She smiled faintly, scrolling through the comments and wild speculations about her next move.
The world was watching again, and this time, she wasn’t afraid.
Axel emerged from outside. He noticed her expression immediately. “What happened?”
She showed him the screen. “News travels fast.”
He read a few headlines, his brows rising slightly, “So, you ready to tell them you are back?”
“Yes. This is the right time to make our loyal customers, the investors, give Walters Group a second chance.”
Their eyes met.
In that moment, Axel’s usual restraint melted away, replaced by something more profound: pride, affection, maybe even awe.
He sat beside her, reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.
“You did the right things,” he said quietly. “Let them see you are returning. No more hiding!”
Her heart fluttered.
“Thank you, Axel.”
Outside, the city buzzed with rumors and flashing headlines, but inside, their world felt small and calm… ready for whatever came next.
Because this time, Evelyn wasn’t just coming back.
She’s not only returning, she is also rising higher than before.
And the world was about to find out exactly what that meant.