All Chapters of THE MAFIA'S PRISONER: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Leonard glanced at Chateau, aware that she wasn't accustomed to such a scene. She must be terrified, unsure of what to do. If she was only scared, that was one thing, but what if witnessing this left her traumatized? Just like the day she saw Leonard kill for the first time, would she build up walls again after this?But Leonard couldn't protect her from this moment. He was too preoccupied with disarming Frederick, who could become uncontrollable and possibly harm Chateau-someone Leonard was determined to protect.He remained focused on Frederick, making sure the bullets didn't hit Chateau or Jacques, who still lay motionless after being brutalized by his father. Despite Leonard's best efforts to shield them, Frederick's primary target was always Leonard. He wouldn't stop fighting until he forced Leonard to release him and allowed him to shoot as he pleased.The two engaged in a tense struggle. Although Leonard had the upper hand, thanks to a few advantages, he couldn't end the fight

Leonard could still vividly recall the scene. Among the strangers in medical attire, a blurred figure ran toward him. His vision remained hazy, and his head felt too heavy to lift-likely the lingering effects of the anesthetic coursing through his system. He knew he had subdued those who sought to steal his heart, but exhaustion weighed on him. His eyelids grew heavier, urging him to rest.Yet, the sensation shifted when that figure finally reached him and took his hand."Leonard!"Leonard forced his eyes open, his blurry vision gradually sharpening to reveal a familiar face. "Can you walk? You mustn't fall asleep again!" The voice was firm and bold, a stark contrast to the trembling sight Leonard used to associate with him.Jacques Chevalier.Jacques quickly supported Leonard, helping him out of the operating room. "Thank goodness I found you," Jacques muttered, relief evident in his voice, though his face was still marked by anxiety. Leonard matched his steps, but his focus remained

Chateau slowly opened the door to the room, which was filled with a strong medical odor. He glanced inside and saw Leonard sitting on the bed, wrapped in a thick blanket, gazing out the large glass window. Leonard appeared deep in thought, calm, and indifferent to his surroundings. Even when Chateau pulled up a chair and sat nearby, Leonard remained passive. Chateau looked at him hesitantly, unsure whether to start a conversation.After being unconscious for five days, Leonard had finally opened his eyes that morning. Chateau had hurried to check on him, but it seemed only Leonard's physical condition had improved. Gathering courage, Chateau touched Leonard's hand, causing him to flinch. Chateau was also surprised by his reaction."Chateau..." Leonard said softly, looking at her with unfocused eyes. "You're here; I didn't notice."Chateau forced a smile, trying to act normal. "How are you feeling?" she asked gently."I feel better after sleeping for so long," Leonard replied. His eyes

The third day after Leonard awoke, and the eighth since he was admitted to the hospital, marked the day he would return home.It wasn’t a decision recommended by the doctors, but Leonard insisted on leaving the hospital, citing that he had a personal physician. Of course, this wasn’t untrue. With Odette—an experienced professional—available to care for him, there was little Chateau could do to argue. Besides, Leonard’s recent medical results showed significant improvement, giving Chateau confidence in his decision to approve Leonard’s discharge.However, Leonard’s apartment had been empty for a few days, and Chateau had been preparing for his return since morning. She hadn’t visited Leonard earlier because she had been busy tidying up his space and, most importantly, shopping for supplies. Leonard, now in recovery, required a proper diet—healthy meals, plenty of fruit, and milk. Thankfully, Chateau had brought Noel along to help. With his assistance, she wouldn’t have to worry about c

The unexpected and brief meeting left Château slightly unsettled. Amelia had not informed her that she would appear suddenly at Château’s current location. As a result, Château had no time to prepare a more appropriate welcome and ended up taking her mother to a nearby restaurant close to Leonard’s apartment, leaving behind her shopping. Despite the change of venue, their interaction was marked by silence.Château found herself at a loss for words, unsure even about asking how her mother was doing. It felt as though she were a wayward daughter being retrieved by her mother after running off with a stranger. Occasionally, Château glanced at Amelia’s face, only to find her mother gazing at her intently but without speaking. Suddenly, Amelia’s sharp eyes fell on Château’s bandaged hand resting on the table.Startled, Château hastily withdrew her hand in a feigned casual motion, though it was clear that Amelia noticed. In a clumsy attempt to shift the focus, Château asked tentatively, “Ho