Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

Emanuele was furious, anger making him want to throw his phone away immediately. Why? He couldn’t understand why Isabella would treat him like this. He cared so much for her, loved her so much, yet she wanted to divorce him. Was there really no chance left to salvage their relationship? At this moment, Emanuele only felt a deep sense of sadness.

In truth, he was also a little angry, thinking that if Isabella was so determined, then he should let her go. But there was another thought in his mind, a thought that he couldn’t let Isabella leave. These two thoughts lingered in his mind, tormenting him to the brink of madness.

Finally, Emanuele deleted the message Isabella sent him, turned off his phone, and pretended as if nothing had happened. After Isabella sent the message, she was puzzled when Emanuele didn’t reply. She had already sent her messages, but Emanuele hadn’t responded, which struck her as odd. Did he see them but pretend not to reply? Isabella found Emanuele’s behavior strange. It was so unlike him.

But right now, she didn’t have the time to think about him. She needed to focus on taking care of her own health and making plans for the future. If she really divorced Emanuele, she would need to start over and pursue what she truly loved. Becoming a doctor had always been Isabella’s dream, but after going through so many dangers, she didn’t know if she could continue to persevere. She was now left with psychological trauma, and the thought of working in a hospital, potentially putting patients in danger, made her question if she could still be a doctor.

But what else could she do with her professional skills if not be a doctor? Isabella was also very confused.

Forget it, she thought, she would see when she reached that point. She believed that as long as she worked hard, the future wouldn’t be too difficult.

During this period, Isabella stayed in Evelyn’s apartment, where she was served delicious meals every day that suited her tastes. Isabella was puzzled, but when she asked Evelyn, Evelyn said that she had specifically instructed the restaurant to do so. Isabella didn’t question it further. All she needed to do now was to supplement her nutrition and improve her health.

Although not being able to have children was a regret for Isabella, she believed that regrets were a part of life, and she should accept it. She thought Emanuele might have a hard time accepting it now, but time would eventually dissolve everything, and Emanuele would definitely come to accept it.

The only thing that bothered Isabella was that Emanuele hadn’t replied to her messages. She had told him that once he finished dealing with his matters, they would get a divorce. It had been quite a while now, so had Emanuele not resolved his work yet? Isabella thought that she should go find Emanuele and ask him about the situation and whether he wanted to divorce her.

Thinking of this, Isabella directly went to Emanuele’s company. Although they were not divorced yet, Tony and the others were still following Isabella. Isabella felt that it wasn’t necessary, but Emanuele insisted for her safety.

Isabella arrived at the familiar office building. The last time she was here, her relationship with Emanuele was still good, and Emanuele even wanted to arrange a job for her. But now she was here to discuss divorce.

Looking at the towering office building, Isabella took a deep breath and prepared herself mentally before entering. Since the last incident, everyone in the company knew Isabella. So once she entered, the receptionist immediately guided her to the president’s exclusive elevator. Isabella smoothly arrived at Emanuele’s office.

She walked in and saw Emanuele sitting at his desk, looking relaxed while reading a contract. Isabella approached him and asked, “Why didn’t you reply to my messages?” Over the past few days, she had sent several text messages to Emanuele, but he completely ignored her. Now, Isabella couldn’t help but come and ask him in person.

Emanuele looked up at Isabella. It had been some time since they last saw each other, and now Isabella looked much better than when she had just been discharged from the hospital. It seemed that ordering Ariel to make her delicious food to supplement her nutrition was the right decision. However, her words were still frustrating.

“I’m very busy with work right now.”

“Mr. Lombardi is truly a busy man. It has been so long, and you’re still so occupied? I had to come to the office to find you since you didn’t have time to reply to my messages.”

Listening to Isabella’s tone, Emanuele felt a headache coming on. Even when he was busy with work or sleep-deprived, he had never felt this much pain. But now, Isabella’s few words almost made him explode with anger. It just showed how much she influenced him, to the point that it could manifest in this way.

“So you came here to immediately divorce me?” Emanuele asked.

Isabella nodded.

“Have you forgotten the vows we made when we got married?”

“No matter life or death, we would never give up on each other.”

“Vows are vows, but reality always has uncontrollable factors, isn’t that right?”

Emanuele looked at Isabella. At this moment, her expression was so determined that it seemed she had come today to divorce him without question. Thinking about this, Emanuele lowered his gaze. If Isabella really wanted a divorce, he couldn’t go against her wishes. It wouldn’t be happy for them to force themselves to be together. And indeed, he couldn’t guarantee her safety or make her happy. But even so, Emanuele was still sad. He had lost his family, and now he couldn’t even keep the woman he loved the most.

Seeing the sadness on Emanuele’s face, this man who was usually as cold as steel, Isabella felt a piercing pain in her heart. It was like someone was squeezing her heart tightly, and that pain spread to every corner of her body. This man loved her, loved her deeply, and that was why he couldn’t hide his sorrow from her.

But precisely because of this, she couldn’t continue to be together with him.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.