เข้าสู่ระบบThe next morning Louisa was soaked in a tub and covered with soap lather as she stared blankly into space, her head drumming from a slight hangover. Her phone on the nightstand vibrated and jolted her out of the drowning thought. She had just gotten a text from Alaric who was asking for a meetup at that cafe they’d both visited during the back-and-forth legal suits on Colin. She was too engrossed in re-reading the text that she barely saw Alessandro at the door. His fingers worked on his shirt buttons as the memories from the previous night tilted his lips into a veiled grin. “You seem so fixed on that” He strolled in.By the time Louisa turned the phone away to look up at him, he was already crouching right by the tub. “Sorry, I didn't see you walk in,” she said, sitting up, one hand crossing over her chest.“You’ve been in here for quite a while now” He trailed the back of his palm down her face and she shuddered until his hands fell to the back of her neck, pressing firmly aro
The estate's golden light was now flickering to life, and the maids stealthily strolled back to their quarters, no one wanting to stay to hear more after the divorce announcement. “You want a divorce?” Alessandro broke the silence and with one hand, claimed Louisa to his side, his hands resting on her midriff as she swallowed, but kept that straight gaze ahead regardless.“Yes, there you have it!” Vivienne replied and glanced straight at Louisa, their eyes locking “I hope you are happy now, sweetheart” “If you are asking for a divorce, do it properly Vivienne,” Louisa said, voice calm but sharp enough to prick. “Don’t involve me to feel good about yourself. If you finally want a divorce then I just think it's because you are trying to flee from taking the fall for your misdeeds”“You bitch!” Vivienne lunged at Louisa but Alaric dragged her back. “Stop it, Vivienne” He warned. “Stop it? You are either on my side or just go to hell!” she barked at him, her chest heaving frantically.
“What happened here?” Alessandro asked one of the men hanging around, his legs swiftly hurrying towards the pool area. The water was almost dried up through the drainage.“What the hell went down here?” He asked again, looking at his men with obvious irritation. “We found ma’am Emilia lying still in the pool” one of them disclosed. “She was here without the old Don?”“Yes Boss and it didn't look like she went swimming either”He nodded, brushing the tip of his nose. “Where was Vivienne all along? If Emilia wasn't here with the Don then she was definitely here for Vivienne” At that minute Alaric stepped in with Vivienne trudging behind him and trembling like a fish out of water. Alessandro turned to glance at them both. Memories of those images flashed in his mind. He walked past Alaric and grabbed Vivenne’s arm, yanking her forward to the pool. Vivienne shrieked, a second round of tears squeezing her throat painfully. “I’d like to hear from the horse's mouth” He shook her, voic
Alaric’s jaw tightened and for a moment he let her stay in his arms, tears soaking through his shirt as her shoulders wracked with sobs. His chest seized from how she pressed the whole of her into him and bawled out her eyes. He was conflicted and caught between falling for her Manipulative games like a fool again. He’d failed Nina while she was alive and he wasn't going to let a repetition of that occur months after she was gone. He brought his hands to her arms and pulled her off more gently this time, her nose dripping, face extremely red and hurt and eyes already sunken inside. His chest caught with that familiar feeling he’d discarded for her once he watched how ruthlessly she’d killed Nina and here she was, the same woman, a sudden pull of sympathy and something he wouldn't name tugging him like a lost cause towards her. He let go of her immediately, turning away with a hand raking into his hair. “Your pregnancy hormones must make you feel so many emotions you wo
Vivienne backed away from the pool, eyes wide with terror. Her knees scratched the ground as she dragged herself in a sluggish attempt to flee the scene. Once she found a thing to hold on to, she gripped it for support and yanked herself up to her feet. She’d screamed so loud that she was certain the maids had heard; Teresa would be running in soon. What was she to say? She didn't mean to hurt Emilia. It was just an act of defense. That crazy woman was going to kill her and if she hadn't acted quickly, that would have been her floating atop the water surface—Dead. “I didn't kill her” she whispered lowly, face twisted into frenzy.‘Get away from here Vivienne’ A subconscious thought hit and almost immediately her legs whirled around to flee. She could pretend that she was never here and that nothing had happened. If Alejandro found out he’d definitely question why Emilia tried to drown her. Staying here and getting caught would be self-sabotaging and coming clean that Emilia ran ma
Vivienne sat at the edge of the pool in Alessandro’s estate, legs flapping in cold water as the evening wind raked through her hair. She sipped her cocktail, dark shades perched lazily on the bridge of her nose—oblivious of the approaching storm.Occasionally, she glanced down at her belly, hands rubbing the barely visible circle forming beneath her abdomen. Then she let out a dissatisfied grunt. This wouldn't do and no matter how much she was trying to accept her fate and love this baby, it wasn't just working.Nothing was working. Alessandro lost his place for tying his apron string to Louisa. She was now a laughing stock and a topic of gossip on the lips of people. And Alessandro? The jerk had gone mute, slaving away for that low-class woman in the hospital while she was here trying to adjust to the pregnancy hormones of a child she doesn't even want.Alejandro? He claimed not to care anymore. As long as Alaric had taken his place, but the same old man would grunt under his breat





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