The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn and Axel) novel Chapter 399

Chapter 399: Heading to The Farm

A week later.

Evelyn was visibly nervous, even though she tried her best to hide it.

No matter how many times she told herself to relax, her heart refused to listen. It fluttered nervously in her chest, her thoughts running wild as the car sped steadily down the freeway, carrying them farther and farther away from the city.

Too many scenarios crowded her mind.

What would Aunt Martha’s son look like?

Would he be distant? Warm? Awkward?

What should she ask him?

Even though she had never met him and only knew him through Aunt Martha’s stories and Axel’s careful words, Evelyn already felt an inexplicable emotional bond with Noah.

As if he were someone she had been waiting to meet for a long time without realizing it.

She let out a quiet sigh and pressed her palm lightly against her chest.

’Calm down, Eve. Calm down...’

The city skyline gradually disappeared behind them.

After a few minutes, the car exited the toll road, and the world seemed to slow down.

Buildings became scarce, replaced by vast expanses of pristine white snow.

The air looked cleaner somehow. Rows of trees stood in the distance, their branches dusted with snow, swaying gently under a pale winter sky.

It felt like they had crossed into a different world.

Evelyn shifted in her seat and finally turned to look at Axel.

He was seated beside her, his posture relaxed yet focused, eyes fixed on the screen of his iPad. His expression was serious, sharp lines forming between his brows as he read.

She watched him for a moment, then decided not to interrupt. Whatever he was reading looked important, and the last thing she wanted was to distract him. She turned her gaze back to the road.

"My wife," Axel’s voice suddenly rang out. "Is there something you want to ask me?"

Evelyn blinked and turned back toward him. So much for hiding her nerves.

"...He lives in a remote area?" she asked carefully.

Axel set his iPad aside, his full attention now on her. "No," he replied. "He lives in another city. But he’s currently receiving medical treatment here."

Her brows furrowed slightly. "Here?" she echoed, glancing out at the endless snow-covered land. "In the middle of nowhere?"

Axel chuckled softly. "You know this area has one of the cleanest environments in the region. It’s quiet, isolated, and ideal for recovery."

Evelyn nodded slowly, but the unease in her heart refused to settle.

"Still," she said, unable to help herself, "what kind of illness requires treatment on a farm instead of a city hospital?"

Instead of answering, Axel reached for her hand. His fingers laced with hers, warm and steady, grounding her instantly. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze before smiling at her.

"Wife," he reminded her softly, "don’t forget what I told you."

Evelyn froze for a second before realization dawned on her.

’Right... Don’t ask about his illness.’

She let out a sheepish breath and nodded. "I almost forgot," she admitted quietly.

Axel smiled, satisfied, and released her hand only when he was sure she had calmed down.

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