Fall For My Ex's Mafia Dad

Chapter 0290

Fay gives a gasp and then a loud whoop of joy that makes Kent laugh, pleased to see her reaction. Daniel gasps “no!” and then drains his glass of champagne, likewise laughing before wrapping his dad in a hug that makes Kent stumble back a step.

And then Daniel lets Kent free and Fay takes his place, wrapping her arms around Kent’s waist and giving him a squeeze before dancing away from him, laughing and spinning as she holds her glass of champagne above her head, threatening to spill it everywhere. But for once, Kent doesn’t care.

It's enough to see her happy. “What happened, dad?!” Daniel asks, beaming at Kent excitedly.

Kent just shrugs. “They had business in Italy,” he says. “I convinced them that they were needed there immediately and got them a flight.” Fay catches his eye then, laughing a little, because she knows what that business is, but Kent only lets a little smile come to his lips.

Daniel looks between them, rolling his eyes when he realizes that Fay knows something he doesn’t. But he lets it pass. “Business in Italy? And they’re...not coming back?”

“Well,” Kent says with a little sigh, running a hand through his hair. “They probably will come back. But for a few weeks, at least,” he says, smiling at the two of them, “we've got the house back to ourselves.”NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“We have to celebrate!” Fay declares, holding her glass up and spinning again with joy. “We need to have a party! And get sloppy, delicious take out for dinner! Nothing Italian - Chinese! We need to get lots of Chinese food!”

“If that’s what you want,” Kent says as he leans back against his desk, “you order it. As much as you want.” And then he smiles as he watches her dance around the room, singing a little victory song about Italians going back to Europe, or hell, whichever they can get to faster.

Daniel moves to Kent's side as Fay continues to sing and dance, crossing his arms over his chest and watching Kent as Kent watches Fay.

“She loves you too, you know,” Daniel says quietly to his father, who turns to him in surprise. “What are you talking about?”

“You know what I’m talking about, dad,” Daniel says with a smirk, nodding towards Fay.

“No, | don’t,” Kent murmurs, though he smiles a little.

“You forget that we have the same face,” Daniel continues, gesturing towards his own features which Kent knows are very nearly an exact replica of his own. “I know its expressions. | know what you feel when you look at her. | can read you, even if no one else can.”

Kent looks thoughtfully at his son for a moment. “You know,” he says, “you suggesting that you can see love on my face means that you’ve seen it on your own.”

Daniel blushes at this, looking down at his empty champagne glass and saying nothing as Fay, across the room, pulls the curtains open and takes a long swig of her champagne. “Let’s get some sun in here!” she shouts. “Get all the bad Natalia energy out!”

Daniel, grateful for the interruption, looks back at Kent curiously. “So?” he asks, and Kent turns his face back to his son. “Do you love her?”

And Kent's lips curl into a wry little half-smile as he turns to look at Fay. “Do you even need to ask?” he answers.

Before Daniel can reply Fay crosses the room back to them, wrapping her arms around Kent's PAS aso Beearn Chines® ow e asks,

ing up at him as Kent runs his palm down the length of her hair, unable to tear his eyes away from her beautiful, perfect face. “Or do we wait till tonight?” Please read the original content at .

“Tonight,” Kent murmurs, dipping his head to place a simple kiss on Fay’s lees Neither ue nor Feepotice Buk" Mou at the sight of it. It's the bat time he’s seen them do it. Well, he’s known for a long time that they are...together. But this? Please read the original content at .

Daniel's almost bowled over by it, the simplicity of them - by how much it very suddenly makes sense. “Why?” Fay asks, pouting.

“Because,” Kent says, standing straight with a sigh and unwrappin her arms from aro ign. “fy t syreatnssis Hat up today. But tonight I'll clear my books. We'll celebrate then,” he says, smiling between them. “Just the three of us.” Please read the original content at .