All Chapters of The billionaire's secret son: Chapter 171 - Chapter 178

As if her life had been torn away instantly, Antonella stood still, looking at Benjamim, knowing she would barely remember what happiness felt like after that day. When she left the house, she knew this would happen. Benjamim had lied to her—why wouldn’t he betray her?He moved, and when his eyes opened, and he saw Antonella standing at the door, he got up, and Antonella ran. Benjamim tried to catch up to her, but Dominique stepped in front of him, stopping him.“What do you think you’re doing, Dominique?” he asked, looking at her as he used to do before he fell in love with Antonella.It was incredible how everything changed because of love.“She needs to calm down.” It felt strange for Dominique to touch him, especially with Benjamim nearly naked in front of her. “And you need to calm down, too.”She took a step back and looked at Helen, who was pretending to be embarrassed. Dominique knew she was pretending because, deep down, she was celebrating what had just happened.“May I ask

Benjamim didn’t think much about what Vladir was proposing to him. He only wished for the nightmare to end and for his life to return to normal. He bent down, kissed Adam, and promised he’d be back soon. Then he looked at Antonella. He wanted to kiss her too, but he turned away silently and left.If he could at least feel the energy radiating from her, he’d know how much Antonella wanted to say something to him—to hold his hand and go with him. But she held back that feeling, even though she knew, once again, that she wouldn’t be able to sleep, worried about Benjamim.“Did you really cheat on her?” Vladir stopped on the other side of the patrol car and looked Benjamim in the eyes, doubt etched on his face.“I can’t believe I’m having this conversation with you,” he said, getting into the vehicle.“I honestly thought you’d changed.” Vladir sat down at the wheel and started the engine. “That you weren’t the jerk who tricked my sister. Was that whole sweet talk about loving Antonella a l

Dominique saw Benjamim’s car park in front of her house, and her heart raced uncontrollably. At first, she thought about hiding, grabbing her old Chevette with the excuse that she’d go around town seeking employment, just to avoid talking to him. But no one would believe her excuses.For a week, Dominique hadn’t left the house, and every day, Carmella would bring up the same topic: how her decision to quit had been immature.She had regretted it a few times during that week away from work. She thought about calling Benjamim and begging him to take her back, but she backed down each time she remembered what he had done and how, because of his actions, her friendship with Antonella was deteriorating.Antonella wasn’t replying to her messages or returning her calls. She felt that Antonella would never forgive her for that. She saw Carmella rush to the door when she spotted little Adam getting out of the car. It was clear that her mother wouldn’t question Benjamim’s presence. She had alre

“I don’t like this conversation.” Dominique looked at Enrico and then at Carmella, but neither of them caught her comment.“Let them enjoy themselves.” She didn’t notice Antonella approaching, and suddenly, her presence silenced her for a few moments.Could this closeness mean something?“My father with your mother?” she scoffed, mocking the sudden thought that crossed her mind. “I really like your friendship, Antonella, but heaven forbid I see those two together.”Suddenly, they both went silent and looked at each other, realizing they needed to repair the damaged connection between them. Antonella turned to her and, pulling her arm, hugged her.“Let’s forget everything that happened,” she said, holding Dominique so tightly that she felt winded. “I’ve already made up with Benjamim; there’s no reason for us to keep fighting.”“I don’t like the idea of life revolving around Benjamim,” she said, feeling relieved as Antonella pulled away. “We were friends before he came along; it should