Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

Emanuele shook his head; he barely had time to feel heartache, let alone mind these things.

Just seeing the scars on Isabella reminded him of his own failure to protect her, and Emanuele felt very guilty.

In fact, Isabella could feel that Emanuele’s mood was down at the moment. She knew that every time Emanuele saw the scars on her body, he would think about his failure to protect her.

Actually, she didn’t mind the scars on her body anymore.

But if Emanuele really cared, then it would be good for her to get them treated.

Thinking of this, Isabella said to Emanuele, “Then how about this, Emanuele, let’s go see a doctor later and see about laser treatment?”

“Okay,” Emanuele replied.

So, after they finished breakfast, Emanuele drove Isabella to the medical studio.

Their previous hospital had been bombed and was being rebuilt.

Now this place was rearranged by Emanuele.

A female doctor received Isabella.

After glancing at the scars on Isabella’s body, she said to Emanuele, “Mr. Lombardi, the scars on your wife’s body are not difficult to remove, but it will require several treatment sessions.”

“That’s fine, as long as it’s not complicated. Please draw up a treatment plan.”

After the doctor wrote down the treatment plan and handed it to Emanuele, he glanced at it and said to Isabella, “You’ll need to come three times; it should be pretty simple.”RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Isabella nodded her head. Three times didn’t seem too difficult.

And today, Isabella was treated for the first time by the doctor.

The laser treatment was painful, but thankfully, Isabella’s scars were relatively superficial, and she endured the pain.

After it was over, Emanuele said to Isabella, “Isabella, how about doing another physical check-up? I’m a bit worried that your body hasn’t fully recovered.”

Although Isabella looked very healthy now, he still wanted to check her body again.

Isabella hesitated a bit, looking at Emanuele, “Can we not do the check-up? I feel like there’s nothing wrong with my body, except for my uterus…”

She became a bit sad as she spoke because she knew that if there was a full body check-up, it would definitely include her uterus, and she didn’t want the doctors to cruelly tell her the same thing again.

After repeated confirmations and disappointments, Isabella had finally calmed her mood; she didn’t want to suffer the same pain again.

To have the doctors tell her once more that she was infertile? Isabella sighed; she really didn’t want to go through the pain again.

Seeing Isabella so resistant, Emanuele didn’t force her.

“Alright, Isabella, if you feel there’s anything wrong with your body, just tell me directly. You know I’m very worried about you.”

He feared that Isabella would, like before, keep her health issues from him, considering divorce to bear the pain alone without telling him.

They were husband and wife, and Emanuele felt that if Isabella told him, he would find a way to resolve it properly. But if Isabella didn’t tell him, he wouldn’t know and wouldn’t know how to solve it.

Isabella nodded her head.

Since she had decided to get back with Emanuele, she would live well with him.

If there were problems she couldn’t solve in the future, she would definitely tell Emanuele, and they would find solutions together, which was surely better than her trying to figure it out on her own to no avail.

It was like their past divorce; if only she had been clear with Emanuele, he would have maintained the same attitude as now, protecting her, and she wouldn’t have to be so sad.

But at that time, she was simply unable to accept the reality, which is why she thought about divorce and didn’t tell Emanuele.

If Emanuele hadn’t suddenly investigated later, Isabella knew that they would have definitely divorced by now.

Now that everything was clear, she didn’t have to be so pained, and neither did Emanuele.

Seeing Isabella now agreeing with him, Emanuele breathed a sigh of relief. After sending Isabella back to the apartment, he went to work.

Isabella was a bit bored alone in the apartment.

Evelyn had work and couldn’t accompany her.

Only Ariel could accompany her in the apartment.

But Ariel also had her own work to do and, compared to Lilly, Ariel was more respectful towards her, which didn’t make Isabella feel like Ariel was her friend, but rather someone who just wanted to do her job well.

Isabella felt bored but couldn’t go out to play, so she ran to the upstairs study to read some books and take some online classes.

Sheno longer wanted to work at the hospital, feeling that every time she went to work, danger lurked, and thinking of those who had perished in the hospital made Isabella quite sad.

She had begun considering studying online to enrich herself.

Now, she would start with the courses available; it was always good to learn something new, worried that if she re-entered the workforce, she wouldn’t be able to integrate quickly.

While Isabella was studying, her phone rang with a video call.

It was Grazia calling.

Isabella answered the call to see Grazia holding her child, looking very cheerful.

“Isabella, I’ve discussed it with Rocco and decided to return to Chicago next week. How about that, are you looking forward to it? Do you want to see me?”

Grazia missed Isabella terribly and longed to return to Chicago. Although life in Italy was good and Rocco treated her well, and even though she had adapted to life in Italy after this period, Grazia felt something was missing compared to Chicago.

Thus, after a long discussion with Rocco, Grazia decided to stay in Chicago for a while.

After Rocco assessed that there were no risks in Chicago at the moment, he agreed to Grazia’s return.

So, Grazia couldn’t wait to call Isabella and share the news.

Isabella was very happy to hear that Grazia was coming to Chicago: “Great, Grazia, welcome back, I’ve missed you too.”

She suddenly felt extremely relieved that Grazia didn’t know about the issues she’d had with Emanuele, or that they’d almost divorced.

Otherwise, if Grazia had come back and seen them in conflict, she would have probably been very anxious.

Thankfully, it was all over now.

Grazia chatted with Isabella for a while, confirmed the time she would come back to Chicago, and then hung up.

Isabella also shared the news with Emanuele: “Did you know Grazia is coming back to Chicago?”

Emanuele, who was reading documents, frowned slightly: “I didn’t know.”

He was somewhat happy, but why had Grazia told Isabella and not informed him?

Wasn’t Grazia his sister anymore? Why did it feel like Grazia’s relationship with Isabella was better?