Chapter 261

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband Chapter 261 The Wedding Day The doctor kept Aria under observation for a full day, conducting tests to monitor her condition. When the results came back, her blood pressure had returned to normal, the baby’s heartbeat was stable, and there was no further spotting. The doctor was satisfied with her progress and gave her the go–ahead to return home, though he emphasized the need for rest and prescribed medication to ensure her recovery.

In the days that followed, Emily refrained from taking Aria out shopping as originally planned. Instead, Alessandro arranged for a designer to visit their home, allowing both Emily and Aria to select anything they needed in the comfort of their own space.

Matteo remained in Florence, occasionally traveling to Paris for work.

Meanwhile, Emily took full control of M.P. Interiors, shouldering all the responsibilities that Aria used to handle as the founder and owner of the company. She made sure Aria didn’t have to worry about the business, overseeing all the branches and recruiting additional staff to help manage the workload. Alessandro, too, lent his support, assisting with the hiring process and conducting interviews. He also managed some high–profile clients and projects, helping to fill in for Aria as she focused on her health.

Everything went smoothly, and at long last, the day they had all been eagerly awaiting had arrived–the wedding day.

A seven–star hotel was booked for the grand occasion, and guests from all over the world were invited. This included Matteo’s clients and connections, as well as Alessandro and Aria’s delegates and clients. Aria’s family from her mother’s side–her brother, the Duke, Lord Alexander, and her mother, Lady Camille- were also in attendance. Emily, however, refused to invite any of her relatives, believing them to be selfish and nothing more.

Gia and Maximo were super excited, knowing a secret that everyone else was in on–except their mom. Alessandro had kept the surprise a secret from Aria, and the twins couldn’t wait for that moment to come to reality.

In one of the suites, Emily was getting ready for the day. Aria was there as well, sitting patiently as makeup artists worked their magic on her.

“Oh God, Emily, I don’t understand why I need all this heavy makeup,” Aria rolled her eyes, her pregnancy making her slightly more sensitive to the fuss. At four months along, she had gained a little weight, but Emily had insisted on customizing the gown similar to her wedding gown again to fit her new size at the last minute.

“Come on, bestie, you’re my bridesmaid. You need to look great!” Emily pouted, pressing her point sweetly.

“Okay!” Aria gave in, though her eyes widened at her friend’s excitement. “But it’s your day, and you should be the one who steals the show.”

“How about we both steal the show?” Emily grinned wickedly, then quickly bit her tongue, cursing herself for accidentally hinting at the surprise.

“What do you mean?” Aria’s eyes narrowed, now suspicious.

Emily quickly backpedaled, realizing she might have spoiled Alessandro’s big surprise for Aria. “I mean... you’re my sister, and you’re my only family. I need you with me the whole time.”

“Alright, alright!” Aria sighed in mock defeat. “No need to emotionally blackmail me. I’m doing it.” She shrugged giving in and Emily laughed in victory Chapter 201 The Wedding Day “That’s my girl!” she grinned, feeling relieved the surprise wasn’t ruined–yet.

“Mom! Emily! You both look so beautiful!” Gia and Maximo burst into the room, their voices filled with excitement. Camille followed closely behind them, ready to take the girls to the wedding hall.

“Ready?” she asked, her eyes glowing with joy, and both, Emily and Aria nodded, smiling.

“You both look like the most beautiful brides I’ve ever seen,” Camille’s voice cracked with emotion as tears welled up in her eyes.

She had missed her daughter’s wedding when she first got married to Alessandro, and it was overwhelming to see her in a wedding gown.

“Mom, it’s Emily who’s the bride today. I’m already married, remember?” Aria smiled gently, hurrying over to comfort her mother.

“I know, sweetheart. It’s just... you look so beautiful, my princess,” Camille said, her voice thick with love and pride. She cupped Aria’s face in her hands and kissed her forehead softly.

Aria held her mother’s hand tenderly, pressing soft kisses to both the back of her hands with deep love. Camille’s heart swelled with pride, watching the quiet exchange between her daughter and herself.

Emily, however, stood off to the side, watching them with a bittersweet smile. Her eyes glistened as memories of her own parents flooded her mind. Today, more than ever, she missed them. A few silent tears escaped her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away, hoping no one would notice.

But Camille did. Without hesitation, she beckoned Emily over. “Come here, sweetheart.”

Emily smiled, walking slowly to her, trying to hold herself together. Camille wrapped her arms around her, pressing a gentle kiss to Emily’s temple. Emily hugged her tightly, feeling the warmth and comfort of her embrace. Aria joined them, wrapping her arms around both of them, creating a circle of love and support.

“Don’t think you’re alone,” Camille whispered, her voice full of reassurance. “We’re here. Your family is here.”

Emily hummed softly, nodding as she pulled back from the hug, comforted by their words and the reminder that, though her parents weren’t there, she had this family–one that cared for her deeply.

“Come on,” Aria squealed with excitement, urging Emily along. “Matteo will be waiting for his bride so impatiently!”

Emily couldn’t help but giggle at Aria’s enthusiasm. Camille gently wiped a stray tear from Emily’s cheek, careful not to disturb her makeup.

“Let’s go then,” Emily beamed, a warm smile lighting up her face.

Gia and Maximo, looking adorable in their little outfits, took their places as the flower girl and boy. They each grabbed one of Emily’s hands. Emily glanced down to admire her little angels. Gia was dressed in a pink, long, beautiful gown, while Maximo wore a sharp blue tuxedo. They both held gorgeous bouquets, their smiles lighting up the room as they walked hand in hand on either side of Emily toward the hall.

However, she was still a little confused–no one had decided who would walk her down the aisle. As they reached the entrance of the hall, Emily’s eyes sparkled with surprise and joy when she saw the person waiting for her at the aisle. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized who it was.