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I Was His Workhorse, Not His Wife Chapter 10
Marco ultimately signed the papers.The agreement itemized the assets I was entitled to from the marriage, as well as all the funds he had misappropriated. He waived any right to contest the terms, promised full restitution, and also dared not lay claim to any of the Vitale family assets.As Tito gathered the documents, Marco was still staring at the estate's closed gates.One month later, his company went bankrupt and entered liquidation. His office was repossessed, and his car was auctioned off. He ended up moving from the mansion into a cheap apartment with Lucia and Sofia.Claudia couldn't save her studio either. Once word spread that she had somehow crossed the Vitale Famiglia, nobody dared to refer clients to her anymore.Her injured finger was permanently disabled, and the hands she once so carefully tended were now constantly submerged in dirty, soapy water in the back of a restaurant kitchen. But she refused to accept defeat and kept hounding Marco for her money back."Y
I Was His Workhorse, Not His Wife Chapter 9
I steadied myself against the back of the lounge chair and slowly stood up."Get Tito to bring the agreement," I told Renato.Danilo draped my coat over my shoulders and supported me as I walked to the door. My long black velvet gown swept past my ankles, and the signet ring Papa had given me gleamed on my finger.Bruno followed close by my side before settling down on the porch. When the iron gates opened, Marco's head snapped up. The Soldati stood ground on either side.Rainwater dripped down Marco's chin, and Sofia clutched her dress, trembling as she sobbed."Erina," Marco said. He took one step forward, but the guards stopped him at once. "I was wrong, Erina. You were always the one making the money. You were the one keeping the company afloat, but I took everything for granted."He then retrieved our wedding ring and an old hair clip from his pocket. He'd given me that clip on our first date, and I'd worn it for years, not bearing to part with it even when the clip broke.
I Was His Workhorse, Not His Wife Chapter 8
The day the studio shut down, Claudia slammed the refund slip down in front of Marco."You said you'd handle it. So, what now? Where's my money?"Marco leaned back against the couch without even taking off his tie. "I'm still thinking of something.""That's all you've been saying for days!" Claudia snapped.After being discharged from the hospital, Lucia lay in a makeshift sickbed in the living room and called out to Marco in a hoarse voice, "Marco, I haven't eaten yet."Claudia whipped her head around."You're still thinking about food? If you hadn't stolen that ring and given it to me, would my hand turn out like this?" she demanded, holding up her splinted hand. "Now the studio's gone, but all you can do is whine about being hungry!"Lucia wept and pounded her good fist against the bed. "You were the one who refused to take it off! I treated you like my own daughter all this while, and this is how you repay me?""Your own daughter? Then why didn't you offer to let them break
I Was His Workhorse, Not His Wife Chapter 7
As the car drove into the Famiglia's private estate in Bostonia, the Soldati on either side of the iron gates bowed their heads in unison.Danilo drove me straight to the medical center within the estate where a doctor was already waiting. A nurse helped me onto the examination table and took my discharge papers and medical records.I instinctively reached for my purse, but Danilo placed his hands over mine."You're home now, Erina."I slowly let go of the purse.I looked outside the window. The entire garden belonged to the Vitale Famiglia. Bruno also had a dedicated caretaker now, and a veterinarian had checked his joints. Someone laid non-slip mats over the stone steps in the garden for him, and that was where Bruno now lay, right outside the floor-to-ceiling window, watching me after taking every few bites of food.The next morning, the Famiglia lawyer, Tito Mereu, arrived at my bedside with my accounts and bank statements."The capital you invested in the company before y
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Claudia hid her hand behind her back at once."Lucia gave it to me. I didn't know it belonged to Erina."Danilo turned to look at me. "Is that the ring Papa gave you?"I nodded. Danilo beckoned to the bodyguards behind him and told them in a low voice to bring Sofia upstairs. However, Sofia refused to let go of Claudia. Marco got worried that Sofia would start making a huge fuss, so he quickly brought her upstairs.There was the sound of the door closing from upstairs. Then, Marco hurried back down the stairs and stood right next to Claudia."My mom was the one who gave the ring to Claudia. If you have something to say about it, you can say it to me. Don't make things hard for her."Danilo stared at the arm that Claudia kept hiding behind her back and said, "The Vitale Famiglia signet ring can only be worn by blood descendants of the family."Marco's face fell at once. "The Vitale Famiglia?"He then looked at me, then at Danilo. "You mean the Vitale Famiglia from Sivilly?"D
I Was His Workhorse, Not His Wife Chapter 5
Marco reached for my phone, but I dodged him and tucked it into my bag."It's good that your brother is coming. I'll make things clear to him just in case he only listens to your side of the story," Marco said, pushing my suitcase back inside the house."Now, sit down. You just got out of the hospital. Your brother would never let you walk out recklessly like this."I leaned against the wall and looked at him with a sneer."Sure. You can say all of that to him again, right in his face, when he gets here later."A short while later, two black Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedans pulled up outside, one after another. The doors opened in succession, and several men in dark suits stepped out.The first bodyguard to exit walked to the back seat of the car, opened the door, and kept his head bowed, waiting for the passenger to emerge.Danilo then walked up the steps, and the two bodyguards behind him stopped by the doorway, making no move to crowd into the house.Marco went up to Danilo at o
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