Chapter 4

"I'll take you to Florenzo for a vacation next month," Lorenzo said as he sank into the seat opposite me. "Just the two of us. I'll let Matteo handle the issue of the estate."

He still remembered that I wanted to go to Isanola.

Seven years ago, when we got married, Lorenzo promised that once he had stabilized his position as the Don of the family, he would take me to visit the scenery that Papa often spoke about in his youth. However, the family's matters always got in the way.

He offered me his phone, asking me to pick which hotel I wanted to stay in. On the screen, two different suites with attached balconies were displayed.

I recognized one of the suites. I had saved a picture of it years ago. However, Lorenzo never once mentioned it in the last few years.

"Do you prefer this one?" Lorenzo asked.

I placed his phone next to his hand and said, "You can decide."

Lorenzo smiled, assuming that I was finally accepting his attempts at making amends. He looked down and messaged his assistant.

I picked up my glass of water that had already gone cold and didn't look at him again. I also didn't accept the plane ticket that was offered to me, asking, "Didn't you have a negotiation to attend today?"

"It's at 10:00 am. Viviana has already arrived ahead of time," Lorenzo answered, glancing at the time.

His phone rang the moment the words left his lips.

Viviana's voice was slightly shaking when she said, "The investigation team is here too, Lorenzo. They suspect that something's wrong with my Consigliere access card and are asking me to hand over my laptop. The heads of the Rossi family are all here. I have no idea what to do."

Lorenzo immediately shot to his feet. He walked over to me and adjusted my shawl as he said, "I promise you that we'll plan the trip together after I get back. No matter what happens today, I'll be back for dinner."

"Va bene," I said, rising and walking him to the door.

Lorenzo held my hand and brushed his thumb across the diamond ring. "Don't try to handle everything yourself anymore, Clara. You have me from now on."

I didn't pull my hand away. I only removed the diamond ring after he got into his car and left the mansion.

…

Irene brought a notary to the mansion at 8:00 am.

I penned my signature on the divorce agreement and left the doctor's approval note behind. I also authorized Irene to handle my marital assets according to the law. She would also deal with the family's shares that Lorenzo gave me.

Finally, I pulled out the diamond ring and said, "Time to return this to its owner."

"Do you want to leave a letter for him?" Irene asked as she placed the ring into a sealed bag.

I shook my head. "He has already heard everything that I wanted to tell him at the hospital."

…

A car stopped outside the back door at 9:00 am.

I carried a dark blue suitcase with me as I left the mansion. There were only a few sets of clothes and the scorched ultrasound photo inside.

When I walked past the security booth, a young security guard hastily rushed over to open the door for me. "Are you coming back tonight, Mrs. Corsi? The kitchen staff has prepared your favorite soup."

"I won't be returning."

The security guard was briefly stunned. He didn't question me further.

Irene questioned me one last time before the train departed. "Mr. Corsi will definitely look for you when the documents are delivered to him."

"He can speak to you instead," I replied.

I turned off the phone reserved for family members and left it with Irene, keeping only my personal number.

The train departed New Volka at exactly 10:00 am. I didn't look back.

…

Meanwhile, Lorenzo was in the meeting room with the heads of the family.

Viviana had just finished giving her statement when she suddenly grabbed his sleeve, saying that she was dizzy.

Lorenzo reflexively steadied her. His phone kept buzzing.

The first message was from Irene, informing him that I was officially divorcing him. The second message was from Matteo.

"The estate's maintenance door surveillance footage has been restored, Don Corsi."

Lorenzo's expression immediately twisted when he read the first message. "Where's Clara?" he demanded.

"She left New Volka this morning."