Let Me Go My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 640

Chapter 640 A Mother's Promise
Austin was burning with a fever! Knowing my baby boy was in pain, I couldn't stay there any longer. Before Zander could say anything, I dashed toward Austin's room. As soon as I opened the door, his desperate cries echoed through the air.

"Mom! Mom!"

Anne and Blair were sitting beside him, trying to comfort him, but their efforts were in vain. Anne gently caressed his forehead, but he angrily shrugged her hand away.

“No! I want my mom!” he wailed.

My eyes stung with tears, and all my resolve shattered seeing him in such a condition, needing me more than ever. I couldn’t stop myself. Nothing and no one could hold me back now.

“Yes, sweetie,” I whispered, my lips trembling as I rushed to his side. Blair got up from the bed, giving me space to sit beside my son.

“Mom is here,” I assured him, placing my hand on his head. Leaning, I kissed his forehead, silently praying in my heart. The moment I touched him, I broke into tears, feeling the intense heat radiating from his tiny body—my baby boy was burning with fever.

“Mom, you’re here,” Austin murmured weakly, his eyes still closed. He seemed half-conscious, his little body succumbing to the rising temperature.

“Yes, sweetheart. I’m here. Mom is here,” I repeated softly, my voice trembling with emotion. I kissed both of his eyelids, as though trying to transfer all my strength to him. Slowly, his eyes fluttered open.

I smiled, a mixture of relief and love washing over me. “Hey, baby boy! How are you feeling?”

“Mom?!” he called again, his voice fragile yet unmistakably filled with longing. My heart swelled with love and emotions, nearly overwhelming me.

My son called me Mom. He remembered me.

How could he not? After all, he was my blood, my flesh—a piece of me. My son.

“Why isn’t there a healer here yet?” I yelled, my voice echoing through the room. My furious eyes darted toward Zander. “Why are you just standing there, doing nothing? Our son is suffering!” I scolded my husband, my frustration spilling over.

“Relax, Selena. The doctor is on his way,” Blair tried to reason, her tone calm but firm.

“Mom,” Austin said softly, making me pull back slightly to meet his eyes.

“Yes, baby boy?” I smiled, my eyes glistening with joy and love.

“Don’t leave me anymore,” he said with a quiet determination, his voice tugging at every fiber of my being.

His words sparked a deep warmth in my heart. My baby wanted me by his side, and in that moment, I knew I couldn’t deny him—not now, not ever. No matter how difficult the decision, the answer was clear.

“I won’t leave you, sweetheart. Never,” I promised, holding his small hands in mine.

From the corner of my eye, I noticed Zander exhale a quiet breath of relief, the tension in his shoulders finally easing. Just then, the door opened, and the pack’s doctor stepped into the room.

As he entered, I caught sight of some people quietly leaving. Their expressions were laced with disdain and disgust. It was Zander’s mother, my father, and Anne.