Chapter 130 Look At What I’ve Found

Right. It was five years ago. I bit my lip, feeling a sudden pang of guilt. I often act as if I don’t care about my life, forgetting that there are people who love me—other than my children. “Fine. I’ll rest afterward. I just need to take care of something first,” I reassured him. Haze is so different when he’s serious. No smiles, no laughter, no jokes. This is his demeanor when it comes to his mafia dealings, and his people say he’s downright terrifying when angry. He simply nodded, and I walked out of the hospital. I went to my company to handle some documents, then stopped by Parker Company for more paperwork. Mason looked visibly exhausted when I arrived. “She’ll be fine,” I told him, patting his shoulder. “Evangeline’s a strong woman. You were the one who told me that, right?” He gave me a faint smile and said nothing more. It was clear he was barely holding on. After being with Evangeline for so long, he must be struggling with what’s happening now. But what if I told them I was