Chapter Fifty: A Father's Tears!

ASHLEY…

I had been trying to call Dante's number but it rang multiple times without him picking up.

I was left wondering about his whereabouts because he didn't divulge anything to me while leaving.

I tried his number one more time but it was switched off, tapping my feet on the floor I realised I shouldn't be too worried about him.

Dante Garvino is a mafian boss and he could always protect himself even without safety measures.

My stomach rumbled and I rubbed it gently while pushing my chair behind and standing up then I made my way to the kitchen.

Looking at the empty kitchen, I sighed in disbelief. Of course I wasn't expecting to see a stacked up kitchen with different groceries to choose from.

Racheal wasn't the type to cook, she couldn't even cook a meal without it getting burnt. She finally gave up on cooking and began to order meals online.

Squinting my eyes and tapping a finger on the side of my head, I whistled and brought out a knife to chop some salad.

I was just go