Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

Thinking of Isabella’s tearful appearance, Emanuele felt as though his heart had been firmly grasped, the pain making it difficult for him to breathe.

He couldn’t fathom how Isabella would cry if he told her about this matter. She would surely feel sorrow, thinking he was abandoning her. If he were to do so, he knew he must explain it to Isabella thoroughly.

Emanuele hadn’t anticipated that this time, dealing with the matter would extend into the dawn. He hadn’t slept well these days, and this night, he hadn’t slept at all.

Despite not having rested, Emanuele went directly to the hospital. Isabella had already woken up. Seeing Emanuele in this state, she immediately said, “You must rest, Emanuele. Promise me. My condition is improving, and there are caregivers to look after me. You really don’t need to worry like this. I’m worried that if I’m not completely better, you’ll fall ill again.”

Hearing Isabella’s words, Emanuele nodded. “I’m fine.”

But seeing Emanuele’s crimson eyes and exhausted expression, signs of a long night, Isabella couldn’t help but furrow her brow. “Emanuele, if you don’t agree with me, I’ll be angry. I don’t want you to take care of me anymore.”

“Okay, I’ll go rest,” Emanuele said, walking into a nearby room. It was a spacious VIP hospital room with a specific space for attendants to rest. Emanuele sometimes slept in this room.

As Emanuele went to sleep, Isabella was looked after by the caregiver. In fact, her recovery was quite fast. She could raise her hand, perform simple actions, and her wounds were not as painful as before. She felt Emanuele didn’t need to constantly watch over her.

However, Isabella was aware that Emanuele was feeling deeply guilty. If she didn’t let him do this, Emanuele would feel even more remorseful. Isabella had no choice but to think, “Let Emanuele do as he pleases. Can I stop him anyway?”

But when Emanuele was too weary and unwell, Isabella felt she couldn’t let him take care of her. She was now very worried about Emanuele’s health.

After Emanuele went to rest, Ariel brought breakfast for Isabella. It was a lavish meal, but Isabella’s body couldn’t handle so much. After eating, the doctor came in to check Isabella’s condition. “Next week, Isabella, when you are a bit better, we’ll do a comprehensive check-up on you.”

Isabella nodded. “Okay.”

“Right now, it seems you’re recovering quite well. Just hold on a little longer, and you’ll be able to get out of bed and move around.”

Isabella smiled gratefully at the doctor. She truly hoped she would recover quickly. Lying in bed now, she felt like a wreck. She couldn’t bathe, only allowing the caregiver to use a damp towel to clean her body. It was difficult for Isabella to accept having to do everything in bed and relying on others for assistance.

Nevertheless, Isabella was also somewhat concerned. What if her recovery wasn’t ideal, and she ended up with a disability? She couldn’t bear the thought.

However, the doctor had given her some reassurance, telling her that her injuries weren’t too severe, and they hadn’t affected her nerves. So, if she recovered well, she wouldn’t have any lasting effects.

Emanuele woke up in the afternoon, had lunch, and then chatted with Isabella. He watched as her spirits gradually lifted, and she seemed happier than before when speaking.

Emanuele felt a pang of sadness. He didn’t know whether to tell Isabella about the matter. Using marriage as an excuse, pretending to divorce Isabella temporarily, defeating the Sicilians completely, and then reuniting with Isabella after helping Jessie accomplish her mission. But he was worried Isabella wouldn’t understand him.

In Isabella’s eyes, marriage should be something sacred. His actions would undoubtedly make a mockery of marriage. However, this matter needed to be confirmed early. He owed Jessie and needed to repay her. Sicilians had been keeping an eye on Isabella. Emanuele felt that doing this was indeed a way to protect Isabella.

Isabella also noticed Emanuele’s heavyhearted demeanor. She couldn’t help but ask, “Emanuele, what’s wrong? It seems like something is troubling you?”

Emanuele snapped out of his thoughts, smiling at Isabella, “Yes, there is.”

“What is it?”

Watching Isabella look at him with those concerned eyes, in that moment, Emanuele suddenly didn’t know what to say. Isabella was still injured. He couldn’t possibly upset her, could he?

“It’s about the Sicilians, but don’t worry. I’ll try to resolve it and make sure they won’t harm you again,” Emanuele said after some contemplation. He ultimately chose not to disclose the truth to Isabella just yet. Maybe it was better to wait until Isabella’s condition improved before telling her.

Upon hearing Emanuele’s words, Isabella’s eyes instantly drooped. “I’m sorry, Emanuele. I always feel like I can’t help you. It’s like I’m always causing trouble for you, and I can’t even protect myself.”

While Emanuele was anxious about these matters, Isabella realized she couldn’t help Emanuele at all. If it were Karen, she would be able to assist Emanuele, and those people wouldn’t dare to touch Karen. Her status would prevent any harm. But what about her? Isabella thought she was just a helpless girl, and regardless of how she was mistreated, no one would stand up for her except Emanuele. She felt so feeble, which is why she kept getting hurt.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Despite this, Isabella still felt ashamed that she couldn’t take care of herself and provide any help to Emanuele. If only Emanuele had gone through with the business marriage, a strategic alliance, things probably wouldn’t have turned out like this. He wouldn’t have had to bear the burden of the entire Mafia alone.

“Isabella, don’t think like that. Women should be able to enjoy life. Leave the fighting to men,” Emanuele hurriedly said. My goodness, Isabella was truly like an angel, so understanding and considerate. Even with all the scars she had, she was still comforting him.

Emanuele couldn’t comprehend why he, someone who had committed so many wrongdoings, had encountered such a kind-hearted angel like Isabella.