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My mother's eyes widen alarmingly as she opens and closes her mouth several times, unable to produce a sound. She looks at me repeatedly, unable to believe it. Christian smiles, seating me beside him and taking my hand. He waits for my mother to form a good impression of us before he continues speaking. He even waits for her to sit down in front of us, looking in the direction where dad went with grandma.She certainly didn't expect that reaction from dad. Well, none of us did, especially not him taking his mother's side so clearly. And even less so that he would be married to the person I am. Christian's voice makes me look at him again."Do you know why I'm still here sitting, talking to the person who has insulted my beloved wife and children in the worst possible way?" he asks.My mother turns pale, resembling a sheet of paper, as she nervously wrings her purse in her hands. Christian continues to stare at her intently, with a chilling smile, and speaks extremely slowly, measuring

She replied with her eyes full of sparkle. "Yesterday I heard him shout and threaten your mother. I agree, because Dad surprised me too. "I'm as amazed as you. All my life I've seen him stay silent when my mother started arguing. Even when she scolded and punished me for no reason, all he did was tell me to shut up. He never intervened or confronted Mum. Even Grandfather was surprised. It was terrifying, and not only that. He picked up Grandma and went with her to the room, leaving Mum at Christian's mercy."She exclaims euphorically: "He's my hero, and he's beautiful. Although you don't look like him or your mother. Who did you take after, Bella?""I don't know, I think I'm a little like my grandmother, tall like Dad." It's something that also intrigues me, I don't look like them.After we finished taking a great walk around the property, and my children were tired of riding their ponies, we entered the house. An agency had its employees organising everything they had bought."And

"Alright, Bella." We go out and go to the children's room. It's a dream come true, they love it and scream happily. I sigh and think that yes, I'm doing the right thing. Christian will be a good father. I look at my grandmother, who smiles happily, and that image alone makes the tightness in my chest and the urge to cry disappear. In the end, I join Marta and dedicate myself to directing the team, to placing things where I want them inside the house.Christian accompanies me happily. Then we all have lunch, like a happy family. Christian and I keep talking about the children. He wants to know everything about them. When I finally bathe them and get them to sleep, I go out onto a beautiful terrace in the matrimonial room. All my new clothes, shoes, jewellery, make-up, in short, everything I use, is equally divided between the closet and Christian's room. I'm amazed to see that they've brought all my things from my house.I sit on a comfortable chair and rock back

 I will never forgive her and one day I will prove to my parents that they are wrong about her. I know, she is not what she seems, my brother told me so. That's why I'm going there, to make her life hell. If she thinks she's going to be able to trap him with her cheap woman's tricks, she's very wrong! I will not let go of him at all. I will defend you this time, my brother, you won't remember anything, but you have me, I will be your memory.I take out my phone and start checking the news on the entertainment pages. Wow, they really have a good show set up for my brother, ha, ha, ha.... Bravo Chris, you found the best solution! Ha, ha, ha... Isabella Sardino, where have I heard that name before? I started writing her a message."You did well this time, you have my full support.""Really? Do you think it's a good idea?""Yes, my brother. I'm on my way.""When are you arriving so I can wait for you with a surprise at the airport?""I have to go to Fr

She speaks earnestly, sitting beside me on the bed. I look at her, take her hands in mine, and let out all my breath as if wishing away the fright that makes everything inside me tremble—it doesn't disappear. Instead, it remains there, lodged in my chest, growing with each passing hour and the reality of this arrangement I've agreed to."I've already accepted, Marta," I say. "Christian realised that my grandfather was determined to marry me off to him for real, and seeing as it suited him, he agreed." I tell her honestly; since we've known each other, I've hidden nothing. Her eyes widen with surprise and concern—clearly, she hadn't expected me to say that. "Didn't I tell you he was hiding something?""You were right, Bella, but you shouldn't have agreed so hastily. You said it was odd that he agreed so readily to everything, and it seems your instincts were correct—he's running from his family." She sighs, visibly annoyed. "And I'm certain that once his m