Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

Did Emanuele leave Karen in the hospital to take care of him just to make her hate him? This doesn’t seem like Emanuele’s style. And why didn’t Emanuele explain things to her properly? If he wanted Karen to give up on him, shouldn’t he involve her in this? Now, Karen sees their relationship fading, and she feels particularly excited, thinking she’s winning.

“Why hasn’t Emanuele explained things to me? He hasn’t sent me a single message since yesterday,” Isabella said.

“I don’t know about that,” James frowned. He really didn’t know what was going on in the boss’s mind.

Isabella thought about the recent scene. Karen seemed arrogant, but she appeared to be afraid of her. This confirmed what James had said. However, she still didn’t understand why, if Emanuele didn’t like Karen and was misunderstood by her, he didn’t explain it to her.

Thinking this, Isabella said to James, “James, please take me to the hospital. I want to find Emanuele.”

James nodded and drove to the hospital. Meanwhile, Tony was preparing to message Isabella about this matter, but she took his phone away.

Isabella warned her bodyguards, “You must not let anything slip. If you tell Emanuele about this, I will fire you immediately! I don’t need you to protect me anymore.”

Tony felt awkward and rubbed his nose. He had wanted to secretly tell the boss to prepare in advance, but now, he didn’t know what to say.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

At the hospital, Emanuele was completely unaware of what was happening. The wounds from the lashes on his body were slowly healing, but the injury on his knee was still severe. He limped as he walked, feeling a sharp pain whenever he took a few quick steps. Would he really become disabled in the future?

Emanuele was very worried and didn’t know how to face Isabella. The doctor had just checked his leg and said that there was a small chance his leg injury would heal.

If that’s the case, then he should heal quickly, Emanuele thought. He knew Isabella’s misunderstanding of him was deepening, but he really didn’t know how to explain the situation to her.

At that moment, Isabella arrived at the hospital. She wasn’t in a hurry to find Emanuele; instead, she took out their marriage certificate and showed it to the nurse.

“Emanuele is my husband, and he’s currently hospitalized. Can you please tell me about his condition?” Isabella asked.

The nurse checked the marriage certificate and, without saying anything, helped Isabella find Emanuele’s medical records.

“Emanuele is so seriously injured,” Isabella said, looking at his medical records as if she had seen a ghost, her eyes widening. There were many external injuries, but what struck her the most was the severe damage to one of his knees, possibly leading to lifelong disability.

No wonder when she was so angry and heartbroken yesterday, Emanuele didn’t come after her. It was because of this. His leg was so seriously injured that he couldn’t come after her.

But what made Isabella sad was that Emanuele didn’t tell her about it. Did he not want to say it and intended to bear it silently? Would he only tell her when he couldn’t bear it anymore?

Did Emanuele really consider her his wife?

At this moment, Emanuele was sitting on the edge of the bed reading a book. His work had just come to an end, and the crisis in Chicago had been resolved. He was now sick, and it was the perfect time for recuperation.

Just then, the door of the ward was forcefully pushed open, hitting the wall and making a loud noise.

Emanuele felt a bit annoyed and narrowed his eyes. Who dared to push the door like this?

As he thought this, he looked up and saw Isabella’s face.

He froze.

Isabella walked quickly towards him and stopped about a meter away from him.

“Emanuele, what are you thinking? Don’t you like me anymore?” she asked.

“I…” Emanuele noticed the sadness in Isabella’s eyes, like shattered glass, even though there were no tears. At this moment, Isabella seemed very sad.

“You think that because your leg is injured and you might be disabled in the future, you think I will abandon you, so you want to distance yourself from me? Or is it because your pride prevents you from facing your injured leg, and you think I will treat you poorly, so you kept it from me?” Emanuele didn’t expect Isabella to be so clever, to figure out such things. The more this was the case, the more Emanuele felt uncomfortable. It was as if his heart was being firmly gripped, and a sense of suffocation spread.

He didn’t look at Isabella.

Isabella looked at EEmanuele with a complex mix of emotions. The Emanuele she knew from before would never behave like this. He was so proud, like an eagle in his own territory, looking down on others. But now, everything was different. He was avoiding her gaze.

This made Isabella both angry and, at the same time, filled with a sense of heartache.

Emanuele probably couldn’t accept that his body was having problems, so he was avoiding her. He didn’t want to tell his wife. He was silently enduring this pain, while she was resenting him for not telling her, resenting him for having another woman by his side. At this moment, her complaints about Emanuele turned into self-blame.

Isabella’s tears fell. The hospital room was very quiet, and even though she cried softly, Emanuele heard her.

Emanuele, who had been looking down, became nervous when he saw Isabella crying.

He immediately stood up and walked towards Isabella. “Isabella, don’t cry,” he said.

He walked a few steps and reached Isabella, despite the pain in his leg. He didn’t care about that at the moment. He went directly to Isabella and embraced her.

“Isabella, don’t cry. It’s my fault. I should have explained it to you. I shouldn’t have kept it from you. It’s all my fault. Please don’t be sad, okay?” Emanuele held Isabella in his arms, feeling her familiar warmth, and she cried even harder.

At that moment, Isabella realized how fragile she was.

“Emanuele, I really dislike you. Do you really consider me your wife? You actually kept this from me. It seems like you were planning to hide it from me for a long time if I hadn’t found out yesterday,” she said.

Even though she had misunderstood Emanuele yesterday, he didn’t intend to explain himself. It seemed that he would rather let her misunderstand him than let her know he was injured.

How could there be such a man! Isabella felt even more sad and wronged.