Chained By A Possessive Mafia's Love novel Chapter 55

"I asked you who you are. So, tell me. No need to brush around." I was angry and confused. Is she someone who Blaze knows? If not, then why is she talking in a free tone like they are family?

"I'm Lucia Frey, Blaze's Fiancé, and you?" she said, and I felt like my soul left my body. Fucking hell. What's going on? Is she telling the truth? But how could this be possible?

Blaze said nothing about this.

"Hello, are you in there?" she asked me once again like she was the confused one.

"Miss, I don't know who you are, but don't be frank with people," I tried to hold my anxiety and said with a bitter smile. She couldn't see my smile.

"You're wrong. I am not playing any prank on you. And why would I since I know it's Blaze's phone?" She got the point here.

I felt blood gushed out from my heart and everything turned blank.

"But I don't know what to say," she spoke once again.

"Miss don't tell me you're sleeping with him. Fucking hell, how can he cheat on me like this? He just took our son with him now. A woman received his phone. I will kill him once he comes back home."

That woman swore at my husband. Is he still my husband? I don't know anymore.

But I tried to be a wonder woman.

"I don't believe you. Who are you? How can say something like Blaze would never deceive me?" I said, even though my chest ached at the thought that another woman entered his life while he said he loved me and waited for me. Suddenly, I didn't know if it was my dream or nightmare.

"Huh, I think you're daydreaming. I'm sending you the proof. You can see it yourself." That woman hung up on me. I felt furious. I needed to ask her something else.

His phone rang and a few messages came. I opened these messages with my shaking hands and one after one picture, it gave me heart pain that I never knew a person could give me.

When he left me five years ago, it broke me, but my soul died after seeing these photos and videos. He killed my soul. He was happy in his life with his fiancé and his son.

While I was suffering this pain alone, I even killed myself for him a few times, but he never loved me.

These photos were the certification of his shady character. He had a ring in the picture. In another one, he held a newborn baby in his arms and smiled widely.

I had never seen such a smile on his face, even when he was crying.