030 | Chapter Thirty - The Godfather's Woman

—Unable to live, unable to die.

"—Smack!"

A crisp slap echoed in the small space, a direct warm-up that stung that disgusting face.

Mary glared at her fiercely, but instead of being brought to tears by the slap, she maintained her boss-like demeanor and laughed wildly, "That was so light... Looks like you don't hate me that much, huh?"

"How about this? You take the lead, and I'll take the side, and we'll see whose room Diaz stays in the longest at night, hmm?" she said arrogantly, not caring at all that the slap had left her lips bleeding.

Xiaoyue knew very well what kind of background this woman had; she had already heard him briefly explain it in the car. In short—

This woman's possessiveness toward Diaz was almost pathological, to the point of wanting to destroy him if she couldn't have him.

Diaz watched all this quietly from the side, his gaze sweeping over his subordinates like a hawk, as if to say: If anything goes wrong, protect the lady first.

At the same time, he is admiring his woman, witnessing her complete transformation.

She was wearing a long black dress and walked around Mary slowly, as if observing what this woman was capable of. Meanwhile, Diaz looked down at Mary, biting on a lollipop, a little thing that Xiaoyue had prepared for him to quit smoking.

"I've been looking for you for nine months, and now you show up with a big belly, what do you mean by that?" Diaz's disgust was written all over his face, and the lollipop in his mouth made a "crunch" sound, clearly showing his anger.

Upon hearing this question, Mary proudly raised her swollen cheeks and laughed arrogantly.

"Hmph, you think I want to be arrested? Right now, when I could give birth at any moment?" She said with a smile, but her eyes were filled with hatred and a kind of resentment at being betrayed.

Diaz had seen that look in his eyes many times before, and he gave a cold, sneer: "Looks like you've been betrayed by that little wolf?"

Upon hearing this, her shoulders visibly trembled.

"...A little wolfhound? Do you think I, Mary Silver, need that kind of thing?" Her explanation seemed to lack any basis at this moment, and even her voice was wavering.

"I've just come to terms with it and am ready to let you welcome our son! To replace that vile woman!" Mary glared fiercely at Xiaoyue, like a mad dog that was about to lose control and bite.

However, faced with such a threat, Xiaoyue did not back down at all, but just looked coldly at Mary's extremely disheveled appearance.

"Unfortunately, Diaz loves me, not you." She walked up to Diaz in her high heels, nestled into his arms like a little bird, and deliberately looked at Mary with a smug expression.

Diaz then wrapped his arms around Xiaoyue's waist and gave her a deep kiss in front of Mary, without even glancing at Mary once during the process.

Mary's eyes widened to their limit, her gaze burning with intense jealousy as she stared at the two of them. Even her breathing became rapid. "Separate...separate them! Separate them! That's my man!"

But Diaz, of course, did not listen. He deliberately kissed Xiao Le's lips in an extremely slow and gentle manner, while his broad hands caressed her buttocks and waist without restraint.

This was almost driving Mary to the brink of collapse. Her knees, which were kneeling on the ground, kept moving forward, wanting to go over and teach Xiaoyue a lesson, but she was held down by her subordinates on both sides. She was so angry that her whole body was trembling.

Her reason was being torn apart as she listened to the two men's intimate breathing and the sticky sounds of their kiss. Just like the pain Mary had inflicted on Xiaoyue, it was being returned to her intact.

No, that's only one-tenth.

"...I'll tell you," Mary's voice rang out mournfully, her tone choked with sobs, "I...was betrayed."

Upon hearing this, Diaz and Xiaoyue stopped what they were doing and looked down at her together.

However, Diaz did not intend to stop there. Instead, while looking at Mary, he left many marks on Xiaoyue's neck, displaying his treasure as if it were some kind of perverse entertainment.

"I...I don't know who he is...he just said he has a way to deal with Diaz and asked to meet me." She said with her head down, making it impossible to see her expression, but her voice was no longer as arrogant as before, but was replaced by a sense of resentment and helplessness.

"When they got there, they were captured by your men not long after..."

Xiaoyue looked at Diaz's men, who all nodded in agreement, indicating that Mary was telling the truth.

But she didn't believe it, and neither did Diaz. Mary's claim of "not knowing who the other person was" was clearly a big flaw—how could a big sister who was both an "intelligence dealer" and an "arms dealer" meet with a complete stranger while pregnant?

It's obvious she's lying.

Xiaoyue hugged Diaz's waist and said in a deliberately coquettish tone, "Honey, I've figured out what to do with her."

He thoroughly enjoyed Xiaoyue's state of being both docile and fierce, yet also coquettish. Even if it was just an act for that woman, Diaz was happy to do it.

"Oh? Tell me about it." Diaz chuckled softly, pulling her closer as he went, and continued, "Whatever it is, whatever your decision, I will do..."

"After all, you are my...godfather's wife." After saying that, he planted a hard kiss on Xiaoyue's cheek, as if he would not stop until he provoked Mary to the last step.

Their movements, tone of voice, and expressions were like sharp thorns piercing Mary's heart. Tears welled up in her proud and beautiful eyes, and she even bit her gums until they bled from holding back her pain.

But she wasn't going to admit defeat. As long as she still had her trump card inside her... she couldn't possibly lose!

Seeing Marina's resentful expression, Xiaoyue's eyes turned cold, and she said calmly—

"Rumor has it that Mary enjoys lingering in men's arms, so perhaps..."

"Sell her to a madam."

The moment the words left her lips, Mary's eyes widened in shock, her full lips parted slightly, as if she hadn't expected this seemingly weak and useless woman to utter such vicious words.

"No...you...you can't!" she began to struggle frantically, shouting, "Diaz! This is your son! You can't do this to me!"

"A son or nothing... let me give birth to this child! The child is innocent!" Mary seemed to finally awaken her maternal instincts, tears streaming down her face. "You can do whatever you want with the child afterward, as long as the child survives...!"

Diaz's eyes remained expressionless as he stared at Xiaoyue, his fingertips twirling and playing with the ends of her hair, seemingly oblivious to a single word Mary had uttered.

"After all—" Xiaoyue began, her voice not loud, but enough to break through Marina's collapsing screams.

"Back when I worked in the brothel, I knew there were many men..."

"I like pregnant women like this." Those blue eyes, like the clearest blade, pierced directly at Mary's pleas for mercy.

In that instant, she seemed to hear something cracking in her head—she also knew that this was no joke, and Diaz would really do as Xiaoyue said!

"It's...it's Marcheo!" she finally cried out, seemingly hoping to gain forgiveness in this way. "It was all Marcheo's plan!"

"Whether it's the drugs or the false report! It's all...it's all his fault! That bastard!" Mary cried out, tears streaming down her face, kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, looking utterly pathetic and wretched.

Diaz slowly turned his face and gave a cold laugh when he heard the name "Marceo".

"Wife, you said you were going to sell her to a madam, right?" He gestured to his men with his eyes while wrapping his arms around Xiaoyue from behind and kissing her earlobe intimately. "Looking at how sexy you are, I'm already rock hard."

Diaz deliberately looked at Mary and said with a cruel smile, his hands roaming over Xiaoyue's body, "You said you're carrying my son in your belly?"

"That's the sin you sowed, not my seed." His hand finally stopped on Xiaoyue's lower abdomen, warning her in a low voice, "...Only those that come out of here are my children."

Upon receiving Diaz's signal, his subordinate went to a corner, took out his phone, and quickly began making contact.

Mary's wide eyes stopped shaking, and her whole body trembled violently, as if the world had turned into the end of the world in an instant. Her child, who had been her hope all along, was now worthless.

"Boss! The madam said there's no problem." At that moment, a subordinate's voice came from the corner, piercing Mary's heart like a gunshot.

"No, no! You can't do this to me!"

"Diaz Vincent! You fucking bastard! You can't do this to me! You can't—"

Mary's heart had broken down, her eyes were now bloodshot, and she cried and struggled incessantly in that cramped space. Even though her knees were scraped raw, she didn't care and just wanted to escape.

"You'll get what's coming to you! Marcheo... Marcheo will make you regret this!"

"Then, not only will this wretched woman be caught! Even your children... Hahahaha! No one will escape!"

"I'll haunt you even as a ghost—Xiaoyue—!" Mary's frantic screams echoed in the torture chamber. Several henchmen struggled to subdue her, but Xiaoyue's expression only showed a slight frown.

"Enjoy being 'loved' as much as you want, Mary Silver." After saying this, Xiaoyue followed Diaz and left the torture chamber without looking back.

--Bang.

The moment that iron gate closed, the world fell silent once more.

Only Diaz and her remained.

The frantic curses and angry shouts remained in that small space, not a single sound could be heard.

Diaz gently pulled her into his arms and whispered with concern: Are you alright? Did I scare you?

Xiaoyue's legs were indeed a little weak. That slap was entirely driven by anger and impulse, but every word and action she took afterward was just a decision and a gesture she made to uphold the title of "Godfather's wife".

"...I'm fine, it's just..." Xiaoyue leaned into his arms, her voice a little hoarse and her expression a little complicated.

Because she wasn't sure if what she was doing was right or wrong.

"You did very well, Xiaoyue." Diaz gently put his arm around her shoulder, took a step with her, lifted her chin with his fingertips, forced her to look ahead, and steadied her steps.

"I said I would support all your decisions, and I will keep my word."

"Not a single word I said in there was a lie..." He draped his arm naturally over Xiaoyue's shoulder, pulling her closer to him. "I never wanted a child that wasn't yours."

"Besides—"

Diaz, with a lollipop in his mouth, mischievously raised his face and laughed heartily, dispelling Xiaoyue's self-doubt and guilt like the sun.

"As expected of my woman, I like how she handled things."

For the two of them, this was the first time they had made a decision side by side as a "gangster couple," and the first time they had taken a step towards being a united couple.

However, the conspiracy is still unclear, but the deepest thorn in my heart... has been pulled out.