All Chapters of The Mafia's Unwanted Wife: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Luna and Liam's eyes widened in shock, just like mine, as they witnessed me without any clothes on. I couldn’t stop myself from crying anymore. "You’re such a monster, Haze!" I screamed. My children ran towards me, but they were quickly blocked by the men guarding the area. He walked closer to me with a smirk on his face. I wanted to sever his hands as he laid them on my skin. It wasn’t enough for him; he even pinched my breast. "Nice body. No wonder everyone seemed to enjoy themselves." I breathed heavily as his hand traced a path towards my most sensitive area, but before he could touch it, I quickly gathered my saliva and spat it in his face. My head quickly turned as Haze struck my head with the gun he was holding. Things happened so fast, and the next thing I knew, I was staring into his dark eyes, gasping for air because of his tight grip around my neck. "Mommy!" Liam cried out. I heard Luna's little sob. I tried my best to plaster a smile on my face to make her feel at

"Aurora," Auntie. Gia called out to me as she came in. I thought no one would visit today since it was already evening when they arrived. "Mommy!" Luna called out to me and hurried to my side. Liam quickly blocked his sister and shook his head. "Mommy isn’t fully well yet, Luna. She can’t carry you," he reminded her. Luna pouted but didn’t insist further. They were talking, and here I was, just looking at them. My eyes glistened as I watched the two of them. I don't know how long a year felt for them to grow up so fast. Liam was taller than before, as was Luna. "Can you hug Mommy?" I said, almost in tears. Without hesitation, they both hugged me. I held back my tears when they embraced me. I can clearly remember how they were thrown into that room. They were too young to experience that, yet I had no choice but to save them from that traumatic experience. "I'm sorry," I apologized. Luna was already crying on my shoulder, and Liam remained silent while hugging me. I trusted

Minutes passed, but neither of us spoke. Like me, he was quiet and seemed to be sensing his surroundings. "Don’t look at me," he ordered. I noticed the scars on his arms and legs. I wasn’t sure why he was in a wheelchair. A year... a year before I woke up. Does that mean something worse happened to him, which is why he’s still here in the hospital? "I just want to rest for a while. If you can, please leave me alone—" "You seem fine, just like Chris said," I interrupted him. Even without him saying it, I could feel his avoidance. If I could just act out, I would have. I didn’t even know why they were avoiding me. Is it because I heard what they were talking about earlier? If I hadn’t heard all of that, would he act like this in front of me now? It’s frustrating to feel like they don’t want to see you, talk to you, or even acknowledge your presence. I was already missing my child, and then I had to deal with this guy. I just wanted to see that he was okay and know that he was f

I could feel the exhaustion in my body, but sleep wouldn't visit me. I just stared at the ceiling, listening to the hum of the air conditioner in the room. I couldn't sleep with so many thoughts running through my mind. I just don't know how to act, especially now that Auntie Gia's behavior seems really strange. First, she was being distant with me, and now she's lying to Uncle, which is super unusual. Although, there are instances when someone can change, I believe that the Auntie Gia I grew up with is still the same person with me now. But do I really still know her? During the years Noah and I stayed abroad, I had barely any communication with them. Noah was the one who often talked to them, along with my kids. And now that we've come back to the Pines, we didn't even spend a month together before our planned unwind at the resort turned into an unexpected incident. I reached for Liam's phone, which I had given them to use in case of an emergency so they could contact me.

After my conversation with Auntie Gia that night, I decided to stay at their house for a while because it might come off differently to her if I insisted on going back to my house. There was some awkwardness when morning came, but I made sure to ask for forgiveness for what I said. I didn’t want our relationship to be strained just because of that. I expected her to sulk or get angry, so I prepared myself. Thankfully, she accepted my apology. I also apologized to Uncle, and he just suggested not to do it again. I must admit that I still felt troubled. It still puzzled me that as the days went by, there was no sign of Noah reaching out to me. I asked Auntie Gia if Noah knew that I woke up and was already discharged from the hospital, and she said yes. Noah knows that I’m awake and out of the hospital, yet he still hasn’t come home to check on me or visit the twins here. We hadn’t left their house yet, but it seemed so difficult for him to come see us. Let’s just say that even i