ห้องสมุด
ค้นหา
หน้าหลัก / Mafia / When the Don Took a Mistress / Chapter 5

แชร์

Chapter 5

ผู้เขียน: Tiptik
This was the first time I had given Antonio a gift since our wedding.

"Antonio, I have a gift for you too."

He laughed cheerfully on the other end of the line. "Baby, what kind of gift are you giving me?"

"I can't tell you right now." I was rarely this stubborn.

"Alright, alright. I know. This is your surprise for me."

"In three days, go to the church where we had our wedding. Find Father Michael. You remember him, don't you? He'll give you the package."

Antonio laughed when he heard this. "How could I forget? He was the priest at our wedding. We signed our marriage certificate under his witness."

I smiled too. "Right. So, don't forget to pick it up in three days."

"I won't, baby. I'm already looking forward to it."

I printed the divorce papers and all the screenshots of the messages, sealed them in an envelope, and personally delivered them to the church.

I destroyed that 60-carat diamond wedding ring with my own hands and threw it away. Reduced to ash alongside it were the countless love letters he had once written to me.

The last morning, I accompanied Antonio through breakfast as usual. As usual, I sent him off to his rendezvous with his mistress.

Antonio looked a little apologetic. "I planned to take you to the vineyard today, but I'm breaking my promise again."

"It's fine. Work is more important."

I shook my head and looked at him with a very light smile. "Go on. Don't delay important business."

Antonio looked at me with tenderness and guilt. "Baby, you're always so understanding, so good. All these years, I've been so busy with family matters that I've spent too little time with you."

I watched him quietly, but my thoughts drifted far away to the boy who warmed my freezing hands in his palms on a winter beach, and the man who knelt before his father for an entire day just to marry me.

Ten years together, and he was still young and handsome. His love for me had been real, so had his betrayal. His guilt and pity were real, but so was his restlessness and his indulgence in thrilling passion.

I was aware of all of it.

I could play deaf and mute and remain the Madre of the Rizzo family for the rest of my life, and remain his wife. If I did not divorce him, no one could take this position from me. However, I did not want to be his Signora Rizzo anymore.

I wanted to be Elena Santoro again.

Antonio suddenly stepped forward and pulled me into his arms. "Baby, I love you so much. Wait for me to come back. Let's have dinner together tonight."

Before I could say anything, his phone began ringing like a death knell.

I pushed him away. "Go on. Don't keep them waiting."

He turned reluctantly, but his steps soon quickened. I smiled a little and turned to go upstairs.

As usual, I changed my clothes and went to the garden to tend to the roses he had given me.

At noon, I ate a simple meal.

After afternoon tea, I changed into clothes for going out and casually picked up a bag.

Inside, I placed all my documents and important belongings.

When I came downstairs, Maria Russo smiled and asked, "Signora, are you going shopping?"

I nodded with a light smile. "Yes. No need to prepare dinner tonight."

He would not be coming home for dinner tonight. And I would never come back again.
อ่านหนังสือเล่มนี้ต่อได้ฟรี
สแกนรหัสเพื่อดาวน์โหลดแอป
บทที่แล้ว บทต่อไป

บทล่าสุด

  • When the Don Took a Mistress   Chapter 15

    Marco's POV:I finally married Elena.On our wedding day, so many of our old classmates and friends came. Even more than when Antonio married her all those years ago.Our wedding was not as lavish or grand as his had been. There was no entire hotel booked out, no swarms of bodyguards, no rose petals dropped from helicopters. However, it was warm and blissfully happy.Everyone who came truly wanted to celebrate with us.After the wedding, Elena and I spent much of our time apart. We would go months, even half a year, without contact. It was normal.The business of the Santoro family was never easy work, but every time she came back, we would get to know each other all over again, as if meeting for the first time. We would fall in love with each other all over again.I never asked where she had been or what she had done. She never asked about my business dealings.We were simply together. In Biston's brief springs, in lazy summer days at the coast, among crimson autumn leaves in

  • When the Don Took a Mistress   Chapter 14

    After Antonio and I finished the divorce proceedings, I was waiting for the light to change when I saw the car parked by the curb.In the early spring weather, Marco wore a black trench coat and leaned against the car. Pale yellow buds had sprouted on the bare branches, but the wind still carried a chill.He stood there quietly, yet kept glancing in the direction I was coming from. The moment he saw me, he straightened up instantly.The sun broke through the clouds. A faint, bright halo of light fell into his eyes."Elena." He strode toward me.The signal turned green. The frozen crowd began to flow like a river, becoming jumping notes on the crosswalk.I stood in place without moving. I simply smiled, tilting my head slightly as I watched him. I watched him walk toward me with those long strides, like the most timeless scene from a film."Elena."He finally reached me and looked down at me. He seemed nervous. His breathing was uneven. As if the wind was too cold. The tips of h

  • When the Don Took a Mistress   Chapter 13

    Elena's POV:It was the day the divorce was finalized. As we left the courthouse, Antonio called out to me, "Honey."He looked dazed. The light had gone out of him entirely. Those eyes that had once been so passionate and unrestrained were now dull and lifeless.I said, "Call me by my name.""Elena."Antonio walked up to me and stopped. He looked at me earnestly. In those dim eyes, a faint light flickered back to life. "We can still be friends, can't we? Just like ten years ago. We can start as friends."I shook my head. "No, we can't.""But Elena—"I cut him off decisively, "Antonio, I told you when we got married three years ago. My family never forgives betrayal. Back then, I compromised against my better judgment. So three years later, I got what I deserved."He said urgently, "Then we won't be friends. We can start as strangers, okay? Just give me one more chance. Just this once. I swear."I smiled. "Antonio, do you still not understand me? The boring Elena you complaine

  • When the Don Took a Mistress   Chapter 12

    Antonio did not really take Marco's curse seriously.However, when he finally traveled a thousand miles to that desolate town in New Merico and could only watch helplessly as Marco arrived one step ahead of him and found Elena first in the desert, he suddenly understood in that instant that God's punishment had come.It came fiercely and without warning. He had no defenses and even less ability to fight back.Yellow sand roiled, blotting out the sky and sun. He did not know if Elena had seen him. He only watched helplessly as Marco carefully supported her injured form and helped her into the desert SUV.When she got in the car, she was too weak and frail. Marco lifted her up and carried her inside.He still followed the car to the hospital.The people Elena's father, Vittorio Santoro, had arranged stepped forward to block him but let Marco follow into the examination room.The wind stopped. The rolling yellow sand stopped too. He spat out a mouthful of sand and lit a cigar one a

  • When the Don Took a Mistress   Chapter 11

    Third-Person POV:The message was sent.Antonio slumped back against the couch and suddenly covered his face, laughing silently.All the family members sat to one side, exchanging glances, but no one dared to offer comfort. He had been going crazy looking for Elena these past few days. Though he had not made it public, word had gradually spread through their circle.His mistress Caterina was in a miserable state too. They said she had been sent to the hospital too late. Her uterus could not be saved.Yet Antonio still would not let her go.A few days ago, Caterina was expelled from school. Her parents thought she was a disgrace and cut ties with her. Now, she was barely surviving, walking on thin ice. She spent day and night praying desperately for Elena to come back so Antonio would spare her life.However, Elena had vanished without a trace, as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth."Don, was that a message from the Signora just now?" someone asked boldly.Antonio

  • When the Don Took a Mistress   Chapter 10

    Elena's POV:I followed the people Papa had arranged and headed straight to the desert in New Merico, a thousand miles away. Conditions were rough, and the schedule was tight.Papa had been worried my health would not hold up, but after I made it through the initial discomfort, I gradually adapted to this fast-paced life and work.I got a new phone and a new number, but I kept the old phone turned on. I did not cancel the number either. I just left it at my lodgings and did not carry it with me.Almost every day, Antonio called and texted the old phone. However, I did not answer or read any of it.After I arrived in New Merico, I called Sofia and briefly told her what had happened with Antonio.Sofia spent a full ten minutes cursing Antonio out over the phone. She said, "No wonder you ran off without saying a word."Elena, Antonio's been going crazy looking for you these past few days. He's cornered me at the hospital several times. But I really don't know where you went, so the

บทอื่นๆ

บางทีคุณอาจจะชอบ

สำรวจและอ่านนวนิยายดีๆ ได้ฟรี
เข้าถึงนวนิยายดีๆ จำนวนมากได้ฟรีบนแอป GoodNovel ดาวน์โหลดหนังสือที่คุณชอบและอ่านได้ทุกที่ทุกเวลา
อ่านหนังสือฟรีบนแอป
สแกนรหัสเพื่ออ่านบนแอป
DMCA.com Protection Status