The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover - Chapter 26

26: Are You Kidding Right?

“I read you’re about to get married?” Suddenly, Evelyn asked.

Axel smirked at her question, his eyes shining with amusement.

“Evelyn, now I have discovered your hobby…

asking absurd questions.” “What?

Absurd?

I’m not!” Evelyn said, flustered.

“I clearly read it on the internet this morning.” A faint smile curved his lips, the kind that said he already knew.

Of course, she’d seen it; she always seemed to catch him in the news. “Well, Evelyn… It’s true,” he said smoothly.

“I’m getting married soon.” Her lips curled into a smile, but her eyes told a different story; sharp, filled with disbelief. ‘Unbelievable.

Really unbelievable.’ Evelyn could only vent her frustration internally.

‘How could this man ask me to register our marriage when he was marrying someone else?

He’s insane.

Such a player!’ “Yo-You’re a player, Mr.

Knight,” she calmly said, but her shaking tone betrayed her.

“No wonder you don’t love me.

You already have another woman lined up, don’t you?” The amusement drained from Axel’s face.

When he spoke again, his voice was no longer teasing, “Evelyn Taylor,” he said steadily, “The woman I plan to marry is you.

Nobody else.” Evelyn froze.

His words struck her like a sudden bolt of lightning. Before she could say something, Axel continued, “And, can you stop reading gossip headlines?

None of the gossip news out there is true.” his gaze locked on hers, uncompromising.

Her brows furrowed, her lips twitching as if she was about to argue. She wanted to tell him she didn’t read trash gossip, that she’d only come across the article by accident this morning. But, of course, the words caught in her throat.

She was shocked to hear that the woman he wanted to marry was her.

Axel didn’t give her the chance to say more.

He rose from his seat with calmness, walked to the corner of the room, and returned carrying a travel bag.

“I sent someone to your cafÃ© earlier,” he said casually, “Ms.

Martha helped prepare your things.

I hope you can find anything you need.” He set the bag down in front of her and sank back into his seat.

Evelyn blinked in surprise as she saw the bag.

She paused for a moment, simply staring, caught up in the whirlwind of the past few hours and finding it hard to process something so simple. Then she unzipped it. She saw her clothes, toiletries, phone, wallet, and ID card.

Everything was neatly tucked inside the bag.

When Oliver had been rushed into surgery, she hadn’t thought to bring a single thing with her.

Her brain had shut down, running only in panic. But somehow, Axel had remembered what she couldn’t.

“Thank you, Axel…” Her voice was soft.

He gave her nothing more than a nod, watching her quietly.

“I really needed this,” she added quickly, almost babbling to fill the silence.

“My phone, my ID card.

I was going to use them to register Oliver…” “There’s no need,” Axel interrupted her, conveying the certainty of decisions already settled. “Dylan already handled Oliver’s registration.

What I need now is your ID card, so I can arrange to register our marriage.” Her heart tightened.

The word “Marriage,” he said it so casually, like asking for her signature on a business deal, as if her whole future wasn’t trembling inside that single syllable.

Evelyn’s cheeks flushed as her fingers clenched the card in her hand.

It wasn’t that she wanted to refuse.

She couldn’t even deny it anymore; she had already accepted it. Deep down, she knew this was inevitable.

Axel Knight wasn’t a man who asked twice.

He made a decision, and the world adjusted around him.

But still… Hearing him say it out loud made her pulse race.

Slowly, almost hesitantly, she handed him the card.

Her hand brushed his as he took it, and the contact sent a spark up her arm. Axel studied the ID card for a moment before looking back at her. Evelyn feels her heart hammer in her chest.

Give him her ID card…

It means there’s no turning back now.

Her status and her world are about to undergo a significant change.

And it will last forever.

Her gaze dropped, her cheeks felt warm, and she let out a nervous laugh, trying to lighten the weight pressing on her chest. “You know, most people would ask nicely.

Maybe propose with flowers and a ring.

But you just skip all the steps and go straight to registration,” she said to break the awkward silence.

Axel’s brow furrowed slightly.

“Evelyn, are you seriously wanting all of those?” He asked.

There’s no surprise.

No falter or hesitation in his gaze.

As if he’s asking that casually. Evelyn didn’t give him an answer; she just smiled, clutching the bag on her lap.

She wished she could leave that place, return to Oliver’s ward.

“Why waste time on things that don’t matter?

Flowers wilt.

Rings can be lost.

What matters is the paper that binds you to me.” Her heart pounded against her ribs.

The way he said ‘Bind you to me’ should have terrified her, but instead, it only made her breath catch.

“Now, you make it sound like a real business contract,” she chuckled softly.

However, her lips twitched at the corners despite her best effort to look unaffected.

Axel tilted his head slightly. “Here you go again, making me the villain here.” He laughed when he saw her face turn somewhat pale. He playfully adds, “No worries, Evelyn, I would never murder you.

Besides, there’s no charming villain, right?

I’m not one of them…” “Are you kidding, right?” She narrowed her eyes at him. “Yes, I’m kidding about the villain.

But if you really demand a romantic proposal.

I will grant it to you.” His words silenced her for a second.

Then, she hurriedly shook her head to refuse. “No need.

I’m just teasing you, Axel.

To be honest, I don’t need those, either.

And you are damn right…

Flowers wilt.

Rings can be lost.” She smiles. “Perfect!

But if you change your mind someday, just let me know…” ‘There won’t be someday, Axel…

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