Semua Bab Married the Mafia Boss Who Ruined Me: Bab 1 - Bab 8

Evelyn’s POVHe smiled and patted the back of my head like I was a child. “You should go to hospital if you felt sick. babe.”Then he turned to one of the maids, his voice hard. “Can’t you see Mrs. Graves is drunk? Bring her some lemonade.”The maid nodded, hurriedly leaving the room. She returned shortly with a tray and extended it toward my way.And then, in an instant, Eric pulled out his gun and shot her in the head.The sound was deafening, followed by the sickening splatter of blood and brains across my face. The maid’s lifeless hand still reached out to me, the lemonade mixing with the blood that now stained my skin.I couldn’t hold back my disgust. I wanted to vomit, to run, to scream.Eric didn’t flinch. He wiped his gun clean with his sleeve and looked at me, as if nothing had happened. “She failed at her job, babe. She should’ve waited for my order before serving you that lemonade.”I swallowed hard, the bile rising in my throat, but I forced myself to stay still.Eric was a

Evelyn’s POVIsabella's expression suddenly faltered, and she stumbled back a few steps, crying, “Why would you curse me like that, Evelyn? What have I done wrong?”She acted as if I had hit her.Of course it was all a show for Eric. He rushed to Isabella’s side and puller her into his arms, “Are you hurt, Isabella? Are you alright?”Isabella bit her lip. “Evelyn, I know you’re angry with me for marrying your ex-fiance. But I only wanted to make amends, to catch up. Yet you’re still so upset with me. Are you still in love with Alexander, even after marrying Eric?”Her eyes narrowed, and she added, “Even if you hate me, you shouldn’t do this to Eric—loving another man while agreed to marry to him…”She glanced at Eric again, lowering her voice. “Don’t be mad, Eric. Evelyn and Alexander had a long history together..”Eric turned to me, his voice full of accusation. “So, you still love Alexander? He’s the one you called the other day, right? And now you lashed out on Isabella, acting lik

Eric’s POVAdam shoved her off, rage coloring his face. “Get off me, you crazy bitch. I’m done covering for you.”They fought like rabid dogs, unraveling right in front of me, spitting out lies and truths in equal measure. But it was enough. More than enough.Every word was a dagger. The more I heard, the more hollow I became.I had been cruel to the only person who truly gave a damn about me.Evelyn.I called in scums to harass her. I’d planned to send her off on that ship—to take the fall for me. I left her in that prison, rotting behind bars for two whole years.Two years.And she had done nothing wrong.My hands trembled. I looked at them—covered in blood. Her blood, in a way.What had I become? A true monster who cannot even tell wrong from right.No better than the ones I swore that I was different from.I raised my gun. And I didn’t stop shooting until I ran out of bullets.They both crumpled in a heap, still locked in their grotesque embrace.The bodyguard from the lake house

Evelyn’s POVHis eyes sparkled with something like hope—or maybe madness—as he stepped toward me, arms reaching like he meant to hold me.“You have no idea how much I missed you,” Eric said softly. “They told me you were gone. That you’d died. That there wasn’t even a body to bury.”When I didn’t respond right away, he fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a worn photograph. It trembled slightly in his hand. “Look,” he whispered, holding it up between us like it meant something. “Us. Back then. We were happy. Don’t you miss me, Evelyn?”I stared at him—at this man who once destroyed everything I was—and I couldn’t believe the audacity. The sheer nerve of standing here like nothing had happened.“Miss you?” I let out a quiet, bitter laugh. “Just drop it, Eric. You and I were never in love. Our entire marriage was built on lies and convenience. A contract, not a connection.”His shoulders sagged. “Please don’t say that…”“I mean every word.” I folded my arms tightly across my chest. “You’