Imprisoned by My Mafia Lover - Chapter 22

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{Yuna Burgert’s perspective.]

‘As Andrew and I walked out of the store, a strange thought occurred to me.

‘As Thad made up last night, I was a serious lady, and he was a responsible gentleman, and we promised each other we would not do anything that weird.

‘We were like any normal couple in a relationship, going out to dinner, complaining to each other, and then licking each other’s ice cream on the side of the road. Mafia, killings, drugs, and all of that had nothing to do with us.

This thought almost made me laugh.

Andrew looked at me strangely, not knowing where I had gotten my weird laugh from after our fight.

T looked at him and found that I was in a very good mood.

Even though I knew that we were not meant to have that kind of life and that we were meant to be apart, I was still in a very good mood at the moment.

Andrews expression suddenly became serious. I did not know why, so I followed his gaze.

I saw a woman in a white dress. She was tall and slender, and she wore a white top hat on her head. Her face was covered by a veil, so I could not see it clearly.

I was about to ask Andrew who that was when he walked into the corner and made a few gestures. A few men in black appeared out of nowhere and surrounded him.

My good mood disappeared.

He was Andrew Alex. He was not the man I had expected to live a quiet and peaceful life.

I looked at him as he ordered them. Then, the men in black left.

Thad just finished my ice cream when I patted the crumbs on my hand and walked over to ask, “What’s wrong?”

Andrew remained silent. I saw that the ice cream was dripping from his fingers. We had bought the ice cream together. I did not know where he threw his ice cream, but he definitely had not finished it.

I felt a little pity for the ice cream I had not finished. This ice cream was really good, I thought to myself.

“Should we go back home?”

He raised his head. His cold expression made me feel a little afraid.

“Do you want to go back?”

“Yes.” Seeing Andrew like this, I was not in the mood to continue strolling around. I might as well go back to Alex Manor.

“Let’s go back.”

‘When I got into the car, Andrew’s expression was as calm as ever. I started to think about the person I just met.

The person who could attract Andrew’s attention must also be a member of the Mafia family. However, I didn’t know much about the Mafia family. Could it be someone who wanted to kill him? If it was someone who wanted to kill Andrew, we would not be able to leave that place so easily. Moreover,

Andrew was cautious but not angry.

A rival of another family? I suddenly realized that if I wanted to leave Alex Manor, it would be too difficult for me to do it alone, and it might be easier to use the other families to get what I wanted. Then I would have to know more about the other families, but who could tell me about it? The butler? The

bodyguards?

I looked at Andrew. If I wanted to know something, then Andrew would know the most. However, would he be willing to tell me? I had to find an excuse to make him willing to tell me everything.

I tried to ask, “Who was that lady?”

“Who?”

“That beautiful girl in the white dress.”

“That’s Miss Irene Alvin.”

“Miss Alvin.” I secretly pondered these words. It was probably from a certain family. A thought flashed through my mind.

“Don’t tell me you want to kill their family in the future and then get yourself another fiancée!”

I blurted out. Before I could finish my sentence, I already felt regret. What was I saying!

Andrew looked at me in surprise. I thought he would be angry, but he was not angry at me. He only lightly berated, “What are you thinking about? Of course not.”

“You did this to the Burgerts, so naturally, you can do this to the Alvins,” I said unhappily.

“That’s different. The Burgert family is…” Andrew stopped. He raised his arm and tapped my head with his fingers. “This isn’t your business.”

Iwas a little dejected. I knew that I would not be able to get anything out of him.

Soon, we returned to Alex Manor.

I followed Andrew out of the car and got into the elevator together. We returned to the third floor.

“Go and change your clothes,” he ordered.

I knew that he had disliked my clothes for a long time. I did not want to disobey him on such a small matter. I did not want to make things difficult for myself. I obediently went back to my room and changed into my pajamas. I deliberately picked out a style that he might like. The muslin skirt was

wrapped in lace, and there was a cute pink bow on my chest.

I changed my clothes and came out just in time to meet him, who had also changed his clothes.

I could see a look of approval in his eyes, and I could not help but feel a little smug. No matter what, a girl could not refuse a man’s appreciation and praise of her appearance, and I was proud of my charm.

“You look like a kid.”