Hello dear readers, I know I am always late to update chapters here. However, this one is not my priority as I have other stories to focus on. GN wished me to continue this one so I've decided to continue with Leo's story. Perhaps, I'll be late updating chapters here, my other story is always published in time. * Dear Wife, Marry Me Again? - This is my new story I am currently focused onto currently and update regularly. I really hope you'll try this one too and I'll try my best. Hopefully, you'll give the same love you've given Alessandro and Victoria...
Victoria's POVOh no, no, no! Shit! I glanced at my wristwatch and then at the lengthy line of traffic in front of the signal ahead. It seemed the whole of New York was at a standstill.“Sir, can you tell me how long it will take?” I asked the driver.The man shook his head. “I don’t know, madame. It seems it will take a long time,” he replied in a thick French accent.Fuck! Why is it always me facing such tragedies? I needed to reach the birthday celebration before 6 p.m., and it was 5:50.Oh lord! I had no choice. After paying the cab’s fare, I took a deep breath, quickly exited the taxi, and rushed down the street. I loved my husband so much and would do anything for him, including rush like mad, so I wouldn’t be late for his grandmother’s seventieth birthday.My husband and I had been living together for three years, and I had been suppressing my personality just to be with him. But I took a pregnancy test the week before and was expecting a baby! I couldn’t wait to tell him the go
I’dhad enough. I pulled my arm from Gina’s grip and ran out of the hotel to headback to the mansion. And for once, I didn’t look back. ThoughI had been married to Alessandro for three years, I’d never felt like a part ofthe Devonte family. Meanwhile, I had left my family and even changed my surnameto be a simple girl for Alessandro. In turn, he never cared nor stood up for mewhen his family members disrespected and insulted me, when they referred to me asa nobody and called me names. Throughit all, I never revealed my real identity because I didn’t want to gain Alessandro’slove just because my last name was Edwards, just because I was heiress to theE. Shine Jewelers fortune, one of the most famous designed brands in the world.No, I wanted him to love me for me. SoI never complained. Instead, I let my tears fall silently, always hopingAlessandro would one day change and accept me as his wife. Yet he neverappreciated me.Itried to be everything to him, too. But it seem
Victoria’sPOVWiththe beeping sounds of sensors in my ears, my eyes opened. I looked around, feelingdisoriented. Then I saw my brother, Antonio, sitting on the couch next to me. “A–Antonio...”Herushed to me. “Victoria, are you all right? Let me call for the doctor.”Ashort while later, Antonio let out a breath of relief as the doctor announced mypregnancy and said I wasn’t in danger.“Areyou going to continue to suffer with that family?” he asked, shaking his head.“Why don’t you come home with me this time? I’ve missed you, sister.”TearsI’d held for three years flowed as I nodded with sorrow and guilt. “I’m sorry Iwas too willful before. B–but how did you find me?”“Someonesent me a message and told me you were in trouble in Devonte’s place,” Antonioanswered. “I knew how Alessandro’s family treated you. I rushed to the mansion.I should have never let you stay with them. But now, I can take revenge for youand help you raise your child.”Ishook my head. “Please don’t le
ALESSANDROPOVAnalarm rang annoyingly beside my head, and I angrily slammed the buzzer. Due toa disciplined life since childhood, I’d always been an early riser. So the hournor the alarm would typically bother me. But I’d spent the night tossing andturning, thinking about Victoria. I’d only slept an hour, two tops. Why I can’t stop thinkingabout her? I shook my head in frustration. Rubbing my face, I steppedout of bed and went to my closet to get my things for the office. There I wasconfronted with another reminder as Victoria’s colorful clothes hung as ifmocking me. Though she was an introvert, she had an unpredictable personalityand loved vibrant clothes and makeup. Still, she always presented herself asladylike.Ishook my head again, frustrated that I still couldn’t get her out of my mind. Witha sigh, I focused on my side of the closet. Everything remained the same asalways, except there was no ready for me—one of the maid’s tasks. I frowned at heroversight. Maybe i
VICTORIA’SPOVIwoke to familiar beeping sounds. When I opened my eyes, it didn’t surprise meto see I was in a hospital bed with an IV attached to the back of my hand.“Youare awake?” a woman in a doctor’s coat asked with a smile. “How are youfeeling, Mrs. Devonte?” “I...”My throat dried, remembering the terrible ache in my abdomen when Alessandrostopped me. What if something happened to my baby? “H–how is my baby?” I neededto know.Thedoctor smiled, touching my arm and spreading a sense of comfort. “Your baby isfine. But you need to rest. No anxiety. It could affect you or the baby’shealth.”Theheavy stone that had taken residence in my heart disappeared at her words. Mybaby was fine. Relief washed over me. However, my relief dissipated when Irealized she had called me Mrs. Devonte. “Whobrought me here, Doctor?” I asked, fearing it may have been Alessandro.“Yourhusband. Don’t worry, he said he’ll be back soon. He just went out to completesome procedures.”Fearfill
ALESSANDRO’SPOVIchewed on the beef steak before me, trying to focus on dinner and keep thoughtsof Victoria out of my mind. However, nothing seemed as good as it used to be.Even my meal tasted wrong. It wasn’t the worst steak I’d ever eaten, but Iwasn’t feeling any satisfaction.Alreadyin a foul mood, the inadequate food made it worse. When I tasted the mashedpotatoes, I became enraged enough to throw my plate on the floor.Myhead housekeeper, Sofia, rushed to me in horror with two maids trailing her. She’dbeen our housekeeper since childhood, so she knew everything that went on inthe mansion. “Young master, what happened?” she asked with wide eyes.“Whathappened?” I yelled. “The food is what happened. Is there a new chef? Didn’tyou check his credentials?” Sofiapeered at the mess on the floor and ordered the maids to clean it, then lookedup at me and shook her head. “Young master, there’s been no change. Martin is thechef, as always. And his cooking hasn’t changed, eit
VICTORIA’SPOVWhilesipping my blue pea tea, I stared at the night sky. Though I wasn’t much of atea lover, it had a unique flavor, something learned from someone special inthe past.Myhand fell to my stomach, stroking and caressing. How I wished things were different.I wanted to be with Alessandro, especially through the pregnancy. But Icouldn’t.Ihad given him three years. Most people even grew to care for animals theydidn’t like if they lived with them that long. But I had been his wife, and hehad never grown to care for me. I didn’t know how he would react after hearingabout the baby. But I didn’t care anymore, not for him or his arrogant family.Thischild was mine, and I was its mother, end of discussion.“Penny,for your thoughts?” Antonio’s deep voice caught my attention. I peered at him inthe porch entrance, leaning against the door with his brow raised. My, helooked handsome. And he was incredibly understanding. The woman who landed him wouldbe awfully lucky. I