"Apparently, she is forced to stay married to him for at least a year," Yvo's lawyer explained. "But, like you noticed Uno, she is not forced to stay in his house". Yvo shook his head. "I think it would be better if he doesn't know where she is at all. She will stay where she is until we find a solution." He sighed, lowering his head. ** "Did you find her?" Edmund asked one of his men as he walked in. "No, Sir. Still nothing." He groaned, and stood up, pacing. "Did you follow the Yvo boy?" he asked, clenching his jaw. "Yes, Sir. But there's nothing." "Looks like he doesn't have anything to do with this." That son of a bitch. "Don't stop. Find her. Find my wife." He dismissed him.  He was going crazy. Where the fuck she was? He still don't understand why she ran away. He did everything he could to make her happy.

Edmun stared at the car parked in front of him, then back at the house before making his way to the front door. Before he can go anything, a young opened the door, his mouth full of chips. He glared at him, and he swallowed the whole thing, lowering his gaze."Umh. Can I help you?" he said looking around. "Do you know Uno?" Edmund asked coldly.The young man gulped. "Uh. . .Yes, that's my cousin. Is something wrong?"Edmund fought the urge to punch him. Obviously, if he is here, it's because there's something fucking wrong."Is he here?" he asked, losing his patience."No, sir. He only came to visit yesterday, left his car here," he explained nervously. Edmund can tell he wanted him gone."And where is? Was he with a woman?" Edmund snapped, punching the wall near him."N... No woman, Sir. I-I don't know where he went, Sir," he stuttered like a fucking bitch. Edmund cursed and turned around leaving, he heard him close the

Alena walked inside the house to find a very excited Willa. She ran up to her, crying, and pulled into a bone crushing hug. "How are you, princess?" Alena's father asked her softly. "I'm Good, Dad." Lucas smiled and looked behind her. "Uno, Yvo, Paulo, Gregory. . .Thank you for taking care of my daughter." Yvo smirked at her arrogantly, probably feeling proud of himself. Alena shook her head at him. This man. She smiled and looked at Uno. They stared at each other for a moment before his blank face turned into a smirk, and he winked at her. She turned back around, putting her head against her dad's chest as she felt her face heating up. Why the fuck she's b

Uno pulled Alena away from Edmund.   "Sir, are you the man sent by Mr. Sandoval to give me a copy of the original marriage contract?" The judge asked.   Uno nodded, and gave it to him. He smiled at her before walking out of the office.   Alena turned back, whipping her tears to see Edmund, looking at the them.   "Are you ready to sign now?" The judge asked hesitantly.   Alena nodded. She took the pen again and signed with trembling hands. She didn't want this to happen, but she's not alone anymore. She have to think about her child.   The judge nodded and gave it up to Edmund who had his jaw clenched looking furious at Uno. He took the pen and looked hesitant. It looked like he was debating with himself. He finally started signing very slowly. Once he was done, he threw the pen away rubbing his temple.   "Well, thank you," The judge said

No. No. No. It happened again. He didn't mean it. He doesn't want to kill her. He loves her. He doesn't know why the gun went off. He didn't mean it.   Alena, please. Don't hate me. . .   He didn't mean it. He killed Sandra, and now Alena. And they think he killed Irina's boyfriend. All of this is driving him crazy. He worked his ass for his company. He didn't steal money from anyone.   Fuck all of them!   All of this he has because he worked for it. He slid against the wall. He didn't even realize the tears coming from his eyes.   “Alena. . ." He kept repeating himself. He didn't mean it. He is not a murderer. He is not a murderer. He is not a murderer.   He took his phone, to call his brother.   "Edmund," Andrew answered. "I found everything for the trial."    "Call the doctor Hilton. Tell him to meet me as soo