The Don’s Dead Wife Came Back

By the ninety-ninth day after Lux Vitale was kidnapped, all of Sicily had already accepted that she was dead.The Antara family held a funeral grand enough to shake the entire underworld.Her husband, Lorenzo Antara, Don of the Antara family, stood before her tombstone with reddened eyes as police officials, family attorneys, and powerful business associates looked on. In front of reporters and flashing cameras, he swore that for the next three years, no woman would ever take Lux's place.However, when Lux finally dragged herself back to the seaside estate on Long Island, bruised, scarred, and limping from one leg after ninety-nine days in hell, she discovered Lorenzo had not only broken his promise, he had already installed another woman into the life that used to belong to her.And that woman was none other than her so-called sister, Bianca Vitale.The dining hall was ablaze with light, the long table crowded with guests.Bianca sat at the center wearing a silk gown, one hand r

The air inside Lorenzo's office turned deathly still.He stared at Lux, emotions churning in his dark eyes. "Lux, I never wanted you dead."She almost laughed.He had been the one who pushed her out there in the first place.He had also been the one who broke his promise and never sent anyone to rescue her.And now that she had somehow made it back alive, he still had the nerve to stand there and claim he had never wanted her dead.Without responding, she simply pushed the documents on the desk closer to him.Lorenzo picked up the divorce papers, tore them cleanly in half, and tossed them into the trash."Lux, I understand that surviving something like that has left you emotionally unstable. But everyone has limits. Stop testing my patience."He leaned back in his chair, his tone carrying the familiar authority of a Don used to having the final word."I promised you before: the position of Donna of the Antara family will always belong to you."Did he really think she cared a

Lux watched Lorenzo's expression darken little by little until his face turned completely cold.Even Bianca, who had been sitting in the VIP section desperately trying to maintain her composure, froze the moment those words left Lux's mouth.Without giving anyone the chance to question her, Lux walked straight through the chaos of the ballroom and headed for the dressing room on the second floor.The door shut behind her.Only then did she realize her palms were slick with sweat.The woman in the mirror looked pale, but her eyes burned with a frightening brightness. She stared at herself for a few seconds and had just reached for her lipstick when she heard the sharp click of the lock behind her.Bianca had followed her in.There were still tears on her face, but the fragile expression from earlier was gone."You think making a scene out there will pressure Lorenzo into going back to you?" Bianca walked toward her slowly. "Lux, you're still just as naive as before. Right now, t

After Lorenzo left, the hospital room quickly fell silent again.Lux turned over in bed and stared out the window at the dull gray sky. Only after a long while did she raise a hand and wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.She told herself she could not cry anymore.A man like Lorenzo was not worth her tears.Over the next few days, she remained in the hospital recovering from her injuries. It was during that time that Laura finally told her what Lorenzo had done to protect the family's reputation.Before anyone could question him, he had already crafted a new version of the story.To the outside world, he claimed that Lux had suffered head trauma during the kidnapping, leaving her mentally unstable. According to him, her accusations about Bianca and him having an affair were nothing more than paranoid delusions caused by psychological trauma. The photos and exposés had supposedly been revenge from a woman who had lost control after the incident.Overnight, Lux went fro

Lux collapsed at the bottom of the staircase, laughing so hard her shoulders trembled.Servants and bodyguards stood around her, yet not one of them dared step forward to help. They all looked at her with the same mixture of fear and unease, as if they were watching a woman on the verge of completely losing her mind.And maybe they were right.Any woman would go mad after being discarded by her husband, beaten bloody by her own father inside the family chapel, then humiliated over and over again by the woman who called herself her sister.Don Vitale delivered the final order soon enough."Throw her out."He stood at the top of the stairs, looking down at her with cold indifference."I have no daughter who refuses to repent. From this day onward, you are no longer welcome in the Vitale family."Rain poured outside.Bruised and limping, Lux dragged herself down the gravel road. Water streamed from her hair and chin, mixing with blood and leaving her looking utterly wretched.Bu