Chapter 119 Mafia Don's Unexpected Baby 10

• Alexander
• Ever since what took place in the kitchen two days ago, I rarely saw Aryana. It seemed as if she was avoiding me, but the truth was that I was also avoiding her. The atmosphere was tense and awkward, and I wasn't interested in trying to bridge the distance between us. I had already tried that and had been rejected. I wasn't interested in being left once again. I had already extended an olive branch. It was up to her whether she wanted to accept it or not. What I knew was that I wouldn't make the first move again. Call it pride. I did not care.
• For the past two days, I had either been in the library or my room, only going to the kitchen to fix something for myself and Aryana because, despite the tension between us, I wouldn't allow the mother of my child to starve. Judging by how I never saw her portion when I checked the fridge, I could see that she ate it each time. I could not say I was happy she was eating my food and not throwing it away, but I felt satisfied.