Semua Bab The Reason for His Hatred MY MISCARRIAGE: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Arthur's room was dimly lit, the only sound the clinking of ice in his glass as he poured himself another drink. He had been drinking like a madman for hours, trying to drown out the emotions that threatened to consume him.As he lifted the glass to his lips, his eyes gazed blankly into the distance, his mind consumed by thoughts of Valarie. He had always admired her, cared for her deeply, but now she hated him. The pain of her rejection cut deep, and Arthur couldn't help but wonder why.He knew the answer, of course. Valarie hated him because of his loyalty to Dominic. She saw him as a monster, a man who would do anything to protect his boss, no matter the cost. And Arthur couldn't blame her. He had done some terrible things in the name of loyalty, things that he couldn't even bear to think about.As he drained his glass, Arthur felt a wave of self-loathing wash over him. He was a good man, or at least he had once been. But his loyalty to Dominic had corrupted him, turned him into a s

Young Dominic is sitting in a VIP club room, surrounded by the luxurious trappings of his family's wealth and influence. He was on a call with his father, Marcello."Dad, I told you, I don't have any interest in the mafia," Dominic said, frustration evident in his voice as he sipped on a glass of whiskey. "I'm just 21; can't I just enjoy my life and not have to worry about the family business?"Marcello's voice was firm on the other end of the line. "Dominic, you are my only heir. Who will take over the family business if not you? You have a responsibility to our family, to our legacy."Dominic sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Arthur is perfect for the job, Dad. You've always seen him as a son too. He's smart, loyal, and he knows the business inside and out. Why can't he take over instead of me?"He glanced around the club room, the music and laughter of the other patrons fading into the background as he waited for his father's response.Marcello's voice was firm and unyieldin

The months passed, and Dominic and Rose grew closer, their bond strengthened by their shared love of adventure. They spent countless days exploring the great outdoors, always seeking out new thrills and challenges.Rose's cheerful nature was infectious, and Dominic found himself drawn to her sunny disposition. She had a way of making even the most mundane moments seem exciting, and he loved her for it.Whether they were hiking through the mountains, rock climbing, or simply exploring the city, Rose's enthusiasm was always a constant. And Dominic, in turn, loved being the one to share in her adventures, to be the one she turned to when she needed a partner in crime.As they navigated the ups and downs of life together, Dominic realized that he had never felt this way about anyone before. Rose was more than just a friend or a partner in adventure—she was the missing piece he had been searching for, the one who made him feel whole.And as they sat together in their tent, listening to the

Marcello's eyes widened in surprise as he entered his study, expecting to find it empty. Instead, he was met with the sight of Rose, sitting in the leather armchair behind his desk, her eyes fixed on the papers in front of her."What are you doing in here?" Marcello demanded, his voice low and menacing.Rose looked up, a picture of innocence on her face. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Lombardi. I was just looking for a book to read, and I must have gotten lost. I didn't mean to intrude."Marcello's eyes narrowed, his suspicion growing. "A book? In my study?"Rose nodded, her eyes wide and guileless. "Yes, I was told that you had an extensive library, and I was hoping to find something to read. I didn't mean to snoop or intrude on your private space."Marcello's gaze fell on the papers on his desk, and his eyes scanned them quickly, checking to see if anything was out of place. Satisfied that nothing seemed to be missing, he turned his attention back to Rose."I don't think you're telling me th

Eight months had passed since Dominic had ordered his men to find Rose, and the search had been relentless. Dominic's anger had grown with each passing day, fueled by his desire for revenge. He couldn't forgive Rose for her betrayal, but it was the fact that she had killed their child that had driven him to the edge of madness.Dominic's eyes burned with a cold, hard fury as he thought about Rose. He couldn't understand why she had done it, why she had taken the life of their unborn child. He couldn't forgive her for that, and he knew that he would never be able to calm down until he had taken his revenge.As he sat in his office, staring out the window at the city below, Dominic's mind was consumed by thoughts of Rose. He couldn't stop thinking about her, about the way she had deceived him, about the way she had killed their child.Dominic's jaw clenched in anger as he thought about the pain and the suffering that Rose had caused him. He couldn't believe that he had ever loved her, th