Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

At the thought, Emanuele began to hesitate.

He wanted to keep Isabella by his side, but the idea of having her near meant enduring countless risks, especially after what happened last time, when he almost lost her.

Recalling those days of worry and anxiety, fear of losing Isabella, he didn’t even know what to do.

At that time, he felt like his soul was no longer within his body.

If he had to experience that again…

Thinking about it, Emanuele felt his heart uncontrollably trembling, accompanied by the re-emergence of the fear and anxiety he had felt before.

No, no, no, he couldn’t go through that again.

He looked at Isabella, peacefully sleeping. Normally, after making love, they would fall asleep in each other’s arms.

But now, Emanuele felt like he couldn’t do it.

He couldn’t hold Isabella while sleeping anymore.

Although his body was exhausted, he couldn’t sleep. He stared at Isabella for a long time, motionless like a sculpture.

When Isabella woke up from her nap, she opened her eyes and saw Emanuele sitting by her side.

Isabella instantly became alert and sat up, wrapping herself in the blanket.

Having gone through such intense lovemaking, Isabella felt sore all over, especially in her lower body, and she had many bruises.

It was clear how crazy Emanuele had been.

But Isabella felt a coldness in her heart. She knew she had wronged him by keeping the truth from him.

Yet, Emanuele’s crazed torment still made her feel sad.

He didn’t respect her.

She was about to speak when Emanuele interrupted her, “Isabella, you don’t have to say anything. I know what you want to say – you want to divorce me. You hate me, you think I’m a despicable jerk.”

Isabella’s mouth, which she had opened, closed involuntarily. She realized Emanuele knew what she was thinking.

“I agree, Isabella. If you want a divorce, I’ll grant you one. Let’s get divorced,” Emanuele said.

This was a decision he had carefully thought through.

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He couldn’t guarantee Isabella’s safety all the time. No matter how hard he tried, there were enemies lurking in the shadows, and he didn’t know what actions they might take.

Isabella had already suffered so many physical traumas because of him.

Now, Emanuele thought it was time to let go.

Isabella had already endured so much pain because of him; he couldn’t let his love for her truly cost her life.

Emanuele used to be a selfish person, thinking he would drag Isabella down to hell even when he died himself.

But now, he couldn’t bear to do it.

He realized that when you love someone, you would rather let them go and watch them find happiness.

Oh God, when did he become like this? This was nothing like him at all.

Sighing, Emanuele’s thoughts reached this point.

Isabella had initially prepared to reason with Emanuele, but she was surprised when he suddenly said he would let her go. Isabella found it shocking.

“Before the divorce, I will ask a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. You’ve been with me for so long, rest assured, I won’t treat you unfairly,” Emanuele said.

After speaking, he turned and walked out.

Isabella was left alone in the room, still in shock. Most of all, she couldn’t believe how quickly this matter was resolved; she hadn’t even had time to react yet.

Was it really that easy?

Isabella couldn’t comprehend it.

She thought about the passionate scenes from last night, how intense they had been, Emanuele devouring her.

But when she woke up, his first reaction was to let her go.

At this moment, Isabella felt her heart become light and airy, a sense of relief, but also some sadness.

They would go through the divorce process, and after the divorce, she and Emanuele would have no connection anymore.

She would see Emanuele fall in love with another woman, marry her, have children with her, and she would become a stranger.

Furthermore, in Emanuele’s heart, she would be the one who pushed him away.

He would hate her, right?

Isabella felt a bit sad, even wanting to cry. She wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes and held them back.

Stay strong, Isabella, you can’t get soft-hearted. Being together with Emanuele has no future.

After struggling with her thoughts, Isabella finally relaxed.

Just then, a knocking sound came from the door.

“Madam, I’ve brought your clothes.” The voice of a woman sounded outside.

“Please come in,” Isabella said.

The woman came in, placed the clothes by the door, and then left.

Isabella looked at the clothes that Emanuele had torn up on the floor, sighed, and thought that Emanuele was quite thoughtful to send her clothes.

She took a shower, changed into the new clothes, and walked out of the room.

In the office, there was no sign of Emanuele or anyone else.

Isabella didn’t know where Emanuele had gone. He probably didn’t want to see her anymore. After all the times he tried to keep her, she kept hurting his heart. It was normal for him to not want to see her.

But she still felt very sad, even though she pushed him away herself.

After leaving the office, Isabella saw Tony and Harry. She didn’t say a word and silently let them send her back to her apartment.

That evening, when Evelyn returned, Isabella said to her, “Evelyn, how about we go to a bar and have a few drinks?”

Evelyn looked at Isabella and asked, “What’s wrong? Are you not in a good mood?”

“How could I not be? Emanuele has agreed to divorce me. I’m about to return to single life. Shouldn’t we celebrate at the bar?” Isabella said.

Evelyn was surprised, “Emanuele agreed to divorce? Really?”

She still remembered Emanuele’s humble tone when he called to ask about Isabella. It hadn’t been that long, and now he agreed to a divorce.

“Isabella, don’t force yourself to smile. It’s clear that you’re unhappy,” Evelyn patted Isabella’s shoulder. She was Isabella’s best friend, so how could she not understand Isabella’s personality?

Isabella, you look worse than if you were crying!

Looking at Evelyn’s concerned eyes, Isabella felt that her most vulnerable spot had been touched. She hugged Evelyn and buried her head in Evelyn’s shoulder.

“Evelyn, you’re right. I’m really sad. He won’t have anything to do with me anymore. He will find another woman who’s suitable for him, and I’ll be alone,” Isabella sobbed.