Fall For My Ex's Mafia Dad

Chapter 0335

Everything changes the moment we get the test results. Alessi calls Daniel and we all hear his loud, enthusiastic approval coming through the phone that Daniel, wincing, has to hold away from his ear. | smirk, digging into my pancakes and watching Daniel's face as he speaks in Italian to his uncle, accepting his congratulations and saying a bunch of stuff | don’t understand.

“Sexy,” Janeen says, sitting down next to me and with a yawn, her eyes on Daniel. “Does your other one do that? With the speaking Italian?”

“He sure does,” | reply, smirking, stabbing at my pancakes.

“Please refrain from drooling over my boyfriend,” Jerome says next to me, pointing his fork at Janeen. “I’m not sure he’s gay enough to resist your wiles.”

| laugh and point my own fork at Jerome. “He’s my husband, interloper,” | point out, grinning. “If any of us are encroaching on someone'’s territory, it’s you.”

Jerome laughs, shaking his head at me and accepting his own plate of pancakes from Papa Thompson, who smiles but pretends he’s not listening. | grin and take a sip from my coffee as Daniel hangs up his phone.

“Well,” he says, looking around at all of us with a tight grin. “Looks like they’re coming for a visit.” “What!?” | gasp, dropping my fork. “Here!?” He gives a shrug, grimacing at me. “I can’t stop them. They know where we're living.”

| groan, tilting my head back and staring up at the ceiling. Above all, this little beach house has been a haven away from the world where we can all be ourselves and don’t have to pretend.

So Alessi and Natalia? Here? It’s the absolute last thing | want. “Um, | did not invite them to my beach house,” Janeen snaps, stabbing at her breakfast. “They are not welcome here.”

“Still Fay’s house,” Daniel says, giving her a cheeky wink and turning to me. “Unless...” he says, hesitating. “This goes against your plans?”

“No,” | sigh, pushing my food away, my appetite suddenly gone as my brain begins to scheme. “It’s good,” | continue, putting a hand on my stomach and looking down at it. “We want them very much on Team Baby Bianci, after all.”

And my lips twist ironically as | consider my little baby, who is not a Bianci at all.

But, Alessi and Natalia don’t need to know that, do they?

Natalia wraps me in a big warm hug the moment she gets out of the car, rocking me back and forth in her arms and stroking my hair with her hand. “Oh Fay, the little mother — what a blessing you have,” she murmurs as | do my best not to cringe.

Seriously though, | wonder, a little frantic, how long can this hug last?

But Natalia holds me tight until Daniel comes to release me, giving her a hug and accepting her four kisses — two for each cheek.

“lam so happy for you both,” Natalia says, looking between us. “A blessing — alittle baby — we will hop

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bags of gifts she brought with her and happily starts up the steps into the beach house. “Daniel! There are more in the car, go and get them!” Please read the original content at .Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

When we both start out the door, she calls after us in a chiding voice. “Do not lift a finger, Fay! You are a sacred vessel — let the men do it!”

I laugh a little, looking up at Daniel in shock. “I guess she likes me more than you now,” | say, grinning.

“| know,” he murmurs, his hands on his hips as he stares after the woman who has done nothing but worship him his whole life. Then he looks back at me. “I kind of hate it.”

“Don't be jealous,” | say, reaching up to pinch his cheek. “I’m a sacred vessel, after all,” | sighawyglkiagO towards Thédstal's and starting up them with not a single thing in my hands. Daniel grumbles as he follows after, carrying several more bags filled with presents. Please read the original content at .

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