Semua Bab The Don Never Heard Me: Bab 1 - Bab 8

When I lost the baby, I begged my fiancé, Don Adriano Ferraro, to save me. But his stepsister got there first."Don't buy her act. She's just fishing for attention—again."And he believed her. He left me to die.Next thing I knew, I was flat on a hospital bed, barely hanging on, while nurses whispered like I was invisible."I heard she's Don Ferraro's fiancée. Yikes, what a mess.""Why pity her? They call her La Pazza for a reason. She went after Sofia—his stepsister. Big mistake.""Any girl near the Don ends up wrecked. Poor Sofia..."I cracked my eyes open. One nurse froze, then bolted."Doctor! Ms. Carlson's awake!"Adriano stormed in seconds later, eyes cold as ice.Sofia clung to his arm, smug as hell."This is so you, Cassie," he said. "Always a burden."My chest tightened."Look at Sofia," he ran a hand through her hair. "She thinks before she acts. No drama."Sofia's smile curled, eyes glittering."And you?" His voice cut sharp. "You faked a pregnancy just to rus

When Adriano came to see me, the nurse was dabbing medicine on my infected fingers.The pain was brutal—sharp, deep. My face went pale, cold sweat sliding down my back, but I bit my lip and stayed quiet.Even when it split and bled, I only frowned and kept enduring."She's in pain. Be gentle!"Adriano frowned, snatched the medicine from the nurse, and started tending my wounds himself, his touch unexpectedly gentle."Cassie, if it hurts, say something. Don't force yourself."His voice was soft, like the man who once loved and spoiled me.But my heart felt nothing.I looked up into those deep blue eyes.Once, they held only me.Now? Just contempt and impatience."I'm fine," I said, voice calm and hollow.Adriano hesitated. I used to cry over a paper cut. Now..."You really have changed," he muttered, eyes unreadable.I dropped my gaze and stayed quiet.People change—especially when their hearts get crushed."If you apologize to Sofia and admit you were wrong, the wedding

Adriano crashed into the OR, wild-eyed.Cassie lay on the table, blood soaking her, eyes shut. His chest clenched."Cassie! Cassie!" He grabbed her hand, shaking, voice raw.No matter how loud he shouted, she stayed silent.Adriano's eyes locked on the gash in Cassie's wrist, the torn bandage gone, the wound screaming her pain louder than words."Wh-What... is this?" His voice dropped, sharp and deadly.He whipped around, fist in Dr. Vitale's collar, eyes blazing red. "I told you to treat her. Why the hell is it still like this?""I..." Dr. Vitale's face drained, stammering uselessly.Sofia rushed up. "Adriano, don't blame Dr. Vitale. Cassie—she refused treatment, made a scene every time.""Shut up!" Adriano's roar shook the room, his bloodshot eyes cutting into her. "She's dead, and you're still trashing her?"He dragged in a breath, shoving grief down. "Call everyone in this hospital. I'll handle the investigation myself."After a tense wait, the staff crowded into the OR.

My new life found its groove. I picked up my brushes and started painting again—something I used to love before Sofia ruined it.Now, with a fresh start and a whole new name, I wasn't letting it go.Lucas was all in. He set me up with a sunny studio, stocked it with every brush and color I could want.When I got lost in the strokes, this weird calm would hit me—like nothing could touch me."Charlotte, your paintings are incredible." Lucas studied the canvas, eyes lit up. "You really have a gift.""Thanks." I gave a small smile, even though the edges felt sharp. These weren't just paintings. They were pieces of who I used to be. And now, I could only chase them as Charlotte.With Lucas backing me, I threw my first exhibition.The gallery was packed. People circled the room, stunned, tossing out praise like confetti.Then the air shifted.I looked toward the entrance—and froze.Adriano.His lips moved. "Cassie?"***Adriano came to this city on Family business.He wasn't pl