Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Dear Mafia Boss' Remorse: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Lenka"You're completely insane, Jonas. You made yourself look like a hero, but it turns out you're the villain!"My eyes stayed locked on him—I couldn’t look away from what he’d done."You threatened me by using Felix…"My hands trembled. Two of his men moved closer and grabbed my arms. Instinctively, I shoved them off."Jonas! You truly—"My scream stopped short as I watched him put Felix to sleep using a handkerchief, covering the boy's nose with it."What are you doing!?"This time I lunged forward, grabbing his hand to take Felix from him. But Jonas held onto me tightly, restraining me with a strength I couldn’t fight. His men held me down."Lenka, this is what's best for him. Or would you rather he knows everything?"He touched my cheek with his index finger, wearing a small smile that felt like a thousand needles. Before I could curse him again, they started dragging me away."We have to leave now, my dear Lenka."We exited the room. I hoped someone would come to save us, that

MichaelAnother explosion and the attack were just a diversion.I’ve confirmed that it was a very well-organized distraction, and what makes me so furious with myself is that I only now realized this house has a basement or an escape route.Bastard.I told myself how stupid I was, how everything turned into a mess because this was completely unexpected. When I found out there was another way out, I punched the wall over and over again.“Damn it, how could I not know this?”This house has stood for hundreds of years. I once heard from my father that my great-great-grandfather bought it when all his businesses were flourishing. But I’ve never heard anything about an underground escape route.I followed the path and ended up in a different part of the property. My men wouldn’t even be able to spot this from where they were.“Jonas… where did he get the blueprint for this house?” My voice trembled as I spoke, clenching my fists.I’m absolutely certain that not even my family knows about t

LenkaI always prayed and believed in Michael, trusting that he would keep his promise to me. Looking at myself in the mirror, even though my face was covered in makeup, it didn’t make me happy at all.My heart was pounding painfully. Felix entered the room and hugged me."Mom, is he a bad man?"Hearing his question, I actually didn’t want him to know about this at all. That’s why it took me a while to respond.Felix, looking at me gently, held onto my wedding dress. "Mom, you’re going to marry him.""Yes," I gently stroked his head, kissing his forehead. "Felix, stay calm and listen to them."Felix, who was silent, seemed to understand my meaning. I was sure of it because he was an insightful child. Then, before we left the room, he nodded. I became more at ease.My hope in Michael continued to grow; I wanted him to one day save me and Felix.Or, I wouldn’t hesitate to kill that man with my own hands once I made sure everything was in place. I didn’t want to lose anyone else besides

LenkaIt was a heavy burden, knowing that he had gone through so much pain. The truth was, Felix was still just a child — he should never have had to experience anything like this.The calmness he showed wasn't something to be happy about. He didn’t want to do anything.The specialists said he was dealing with trauma.On that bloody day, he had learned too much — far too much for someone so young to bear. He found out that his father was a mafia boss, and that the man he trusted was a killer. He had witnessed death itself.Terrifying things had taken root inside his mind, growing into a constant terror."What should we do?" Michael’s soft voice was full of concern as he wrapped his arm around me.Both of us turned to the doctor standing before us."Young Master Felix needs support from the people around him," the doctor said. "This healing process could take a long time, and your support is crucial."I already knew that... But every time I saw Felix's empty, lifeless expression, it to

LenkaIt’s been a long time since I’ve been here. In fact, I’ve only been here once before. I experienced so much fear, a deep trauma. And when I arrived at my father’s grave, I remembered that brutal murder.Jonas was the one who did it, if only I had realized it back then. He wore a mask and quickly stabbed my father, stepping on him, and everything I remember could make my head spin and make me want to vomit. Now, it’s a bit better; I haven’t felt that way in a while. In reality, it may be because Jonas is dead—my vengeance was fulfilled.But maybe this isn’t just about vengeance. The fate that tangled between us was truly unpleasant and intriguing, causing terrifying things to happen.I took a deep breath. I felt relieved because now I could be in front of my father’s grave, holding the gravestone, as if I was speaking directly to him.“Dad, forgive me for only coming here now.” I paused for a moment. I felt that Dad would definitely understand my actions. “Dad, this is my son, yo