All Chapters of His Unwanted Witness : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Sophia sat on the edge of her bed, staring at her reflection in the mirror. The afternoon sun slipped through the curtains, bright enough to light her face but not enough to warm it. Her eyes were cold. Her lips pressed together in a tight, bitter smile.For days, she had played the part perfectly — the sweet sister, the changed woman, the one who wanted peace. Everyone believed it. Even Isabella, with her soft heart and kind eyes, had started to let her guard down.Sophia chuckled quietly. “How easy,” she whispered to herself. “So easy to fool them.”Her fingers tapped against the table as she thought. The wedding was only a few days away. Everyone was talking about it — Alessandro this, Isabella that. How beautiful the bride was. How perfect the groom was. How lucky they both were.It made her sick.She leaned back on her chair and sighed. “Perfect,” she said under her breath. “They all think she’s perfect. The sweet little bride everyone loves.”Her hand curled into a fist. She had

Morning sunlight filled the house. Everything looked bright and quiet, almost peaceful. Isabella sat by the window, brushing her hair gently. The thought of her wedding made her heart beat a little faster. It still felt strange to think she was getting married soon — to Alessandro.Lilian came into her room without knocking, her face glowing with excitement. “Isabella!” she said, her voice loud and happy. “They’re here!”Isabella turned. “Who’s here?”Lilian clapped her hands like a child. “Alessandro’s mother! She came with gifts. You have to see them.”Isabella blinked in surprise. “Valentina?”“Yes,” Lilian said, pulling her up from the chair. “And she brought something big. Come on!”They both hurried out of the room and down the stairs. The moment Isabella reached the living room, her eyes widened. There stood Valentina, elegant as always, dressed in soft blue. Behind her, two women held large boxes wrapped with golden ribbons.When Valentina saw Isabella, she smiled warmly. “My

The house was quiet again after Isabella’s tears had stopped.Lilian helped her clean up the mess and fold away the stained dress.They packed it inside the box carefully, even though it was already ruined.Isabella sat on the edge of the bed, still holding her phone.She felt both embarrassed and thankful.Embarrassed that she had ruined the dress.Thankful that Alessandro did not get angry.Not long after, the sound of a car horn came from outside.Lilian rushed to the window and peeked out.“It’s a black car,” she said. “That must be the one Alessandro sent.”Isabella stood and wiped her face quickly.Her heart beat faster.“Already?” she asked softly.Lilian nodded and smiled. “Come on, let’s see the new dress.”They hurried downstairs.Vivienne and Sophia were already waiting in the sitting room, pretending to be busy with tea.Sophia lifted her head and smiled sweetly when she saw Isabella.“Morning, sister. You look so bright today.”Isabella gave a small smile. “Good morning,

The lights in the guest room were dim.Alessandro sat on the bed, his head lowered, acting like he was dizzy. His shirt was slightly open, his tie loose. Rita stood close by, pretending to look worried.She whispered, “Are you okay, Mr. Alessandro? Maybe you should lie down.”He didn’t answer at first. He let out a soft breath and nodded slowly, keeping his act calm.Rita took that as her cue. She turned toward the door, locked it quietly, and came back to him.When she faced him again, she smiled shyly. “Just relax,” she said.She sat on his lap and ran her hands across his chest. “Don’t worry. You’ll feel better soon.”The next second, Alessandro caught her wrists and pushed her hands away.His grip was firm but not rough. Rita froze, staring at him in shock.“W-what’s wrong?” she stammered. “Are you not affected? By what was in the drink?”He stood up slowly, straightened his shirt, and took a step toward her. His eyes were sharp now, calm but cold.He walked closer until her back

The night grew quiet again. The clock ticked softly in the room, but Isabella’s heart was loud. She sat beside Alessandro, his arms still around her, his warmth steady against the cold silence that had followed the truth he told her.For a long moment, she said nothing. Her eyes were still on the floor, her mind full of questions. Then finally, she whispered, “Is that why you’ll kill to protect those you love?”Alessandro looked at her, calm but serious. Then a slow smile appeared on his face. “Yes, dear,” he said softly. “I’ll kill and do anything to protect those I care about. And that includes you.”Her breath hitched a little. The way he said it—quiet, steady, without hesitation—sent a strange shiver through her. She looked into his eyes, wanting to ask why, but the words wouldn’t come. Something in his voice told her he meant every single word.After a moment, she stood up and turned away. “Then I want to learn,” she said firmly.Alessandro raised a brow. “Learn what?”She looked