All Chapters of Mafia's Contract Wife: A Crazy Chemistry: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Sarah’s POV“Are you okay?” Matteo's voice pierced through my ears, cutting through my reverie. It took me a minute until I finally shook my head, peeling away from his embrace. My gaze moved to stare in the direction in which the van had driven off, feeling a chill run down my spine. My thoughts ran with what would have happened if Matteo hadn't yanked me away. As if sensing my thoughts, Matteo's voice came. “Looks like someone doesn't like you.” He said, and I tore my gaze away from the road to look at him. “Thank you,” I mouthed, feeling as though my throat had been tightened. My previous thoughts rushed in the next second, and I turned to look at him. “Are you following me?” I asked, and I saw his lips curl up into a smirk. “Don't flatter yourself. I was merely helping you from getting killed.” He said, and I sighed in relief. Just as I was about to speak, my phone buzzed, and I pulled it out from my pocket to see who the caller was–Vince. “Hello?” I voiced out, putting th

Sarah’s POVThe second car arrived to pick me up a few minutes later, and the chauffeur handed me a handkerchief. I'd not even realized I was crying until I felt the hot liquid stain my cheeks and drop on my palm. “Thank you,” I said to the chauffeur who started the car, hearing my own voice break beyond control. Once again, Vince had left. And for what? For Eloha. Just like everyone else had taken her side instead. “Where should we go, madam?” The chauffeur asked as he stared at me from the rearview mirror, and by now, I had already wiped my tears, my eyes turning cold. If he wanted to be with her, then he could for all I cared. Yet deep down, I knew I cared. Deep down, I knew I cared about how he treated her. But reality suddenly hit me–he treated her nicer. Perhaps the only reason he'd been putting up with me was because of the contract? I could not help but feel my chest tighten with pain before I answered the chauffeur. “To the food stall close to the city university,” I said,

Sarah’s POVI stared at the intimate position between Vince and Eloha. The way she leaned onto him, and the way he hadn't pushed her away, made something tug at my heart. The pain in my ankle multiplied, and my wheelchair had wheeled itself to the side of the room. I hissed, my eyes getting moist, yet I bit my lip hard, refusing to cry. How had things turned sour? How had Vince and I suddenly turned strangers? The subtle movements by Eloha as she continued to cling to Vince caught my eye, and I smiled bitterly. “Maybe sister should return home. Father clearly doesn't want to see you, “ she said, a hint of delight marrying her voice, but all my focus was on Vince. “Isn't it quite lively here?” A voice reverberated throughout the room in the next second, and I tore my gaze away from Vince, staring at the entrance. Matteo walked in a common black T-shirt and black pants. His blonde hair looked tousled, and his eyes looked lazy, yet a mischievous smirk played on his lips. He walked

Sarah’s POVI stared at Vince, my gaze mixed with both shock and helplessness. In the months that we've been married, I'd never heard him apologize to anyone, yet he'd apologized to me. I felt speechless, racking my brain for what to say, yet only a polite smile had come to rest on my lips. I caught sight of Ma Yara, who smiled by the side, feeling a string in my heart being pulled. Everything had been fine. At least until Eloha had turned out to be Vince's saviour. I sighed deeply, my eyes carrying a hint of tiredness from the past few days. I felt as though I'd been beaten. My whole body aches, most especially my chest. I'd not even gotten to say goodbye to my own grandmother. I could only sigh deeply before Vince carried me to the room to freshen up. Within minutes, Kai had appeared with a new wheelchair, making me blink repeatedly before thanking him. After taking a bath, Vince wheeled me downstairs, pulling down all the curtains and turning off the lights.“What are you doing?

Sarah's POV. While crossing things out on my wishlist was once my priority, I couldn't just bring myself to enjoy whatever he was trying to pass off to me. I had many interests, so before he would come up with one or two things, he'd have gotten me to smile. But I was resolute in making sure that nothing dragged me backwards no matter who it came from. I was also confident in my ability of not succumbing to his sweet talks. Eyes pierced through my skin, mounting pressure gently, "maybe you should surprise me for a change? I don't really have anything on my wish list." I said casually. Vincenzo's face focused on mine, zooming carefully and leaving me self-conscious. "Are you sure about that?" His voice was laced with an air of danger, but I didn't want to back down from challenges no matter who threw them at me. He said he wanted to make things up to me and make me happy so he should go ahead. I was thinking about what I would like better than what he was about to do. "W