All Chapters of The Don’s Regret After My Departure: Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

[Vincenzo's POV]Luca pulled out more evidence of Claudia repeatedly framing Isabella, including surveillance footage of her blocking calls backstage at the wedding.The moment I saw Fabian agree to help Claudia cover things up, my heart caved in. I never imagined that the friend I had grown up with would team up with Claudia to hurt my wife. He knew how much I loved Isabella, yet he still chose to stay silent.Only after watching all of it did I realize how badly Claudia had played me. If I hadn't enabled her, how would she have dared run so wild? I was her accomplice!My rage boiled over. I couldn't sit still for another second. I hopped into my car and drove straight to Claudia's place. The instant I kicked the door down, the laughter inside cut off like a snapped string.The blood drained from Claudia's face when she saw me in the doorway. She scrambled off the man beneath her and tugged her clothes together in a panic. "Vincenzo, why are you here?"As I took in the scene, a jolt o

[Vincenzo's POV]A scream rang out in the air.Claudia's face showed how much she was in pain, and cold sweat was running down her forehead. She thought it was over, but the Ferrari suddenly reversed.This time, the target was her legs...By the time she felt every bone in her body breaking, Claudia had passed out.When she opened her eyes again, she found herself locked in a room. It was the same as the one Isabella had been imprisoned in before, right down to the exact details of her being tied to the bed.But hadn't the mansion been burned to the ground?She tried to sit up, but found that her lower body was numb and her hands felt like they weren't hers. She looked down and saw her own bloodied, mangled and torn limbs. She screamed.It could no longer be called a body. It's just a pile of rotting flesh.Claudia moved around a lot and kept screaming.When I saw this, I told the nurse to do something. "Remember, no treatment is needed. Just give her some painkillers – don't let her p

[Isabella's POV]Three years passed in the blink of an eye.A highly anticipated international medical summit was held in London, bringing together leading experts and researchers from around the world.In the conference centre's lounge area, several doctors were talking to each other."Have you heard that? Mr. Graham from the Mayo Clinic will be presenting this time. The new surgical method, which was first used by his medical team two years ago, has been very popular. Many people think he could be the next Nobel Prize winner.""Dr. Graham? He's certainly impressive, but I found his new approach still not very practical."An older doctor took a sip of coffee and said, "Don't forget about that 'Dr. Harper.' I hear her team has made big improvements in surgery for injuries and how patients recover after surgery over the past three years, saving thousands of lives. It's enough to make us old-timers feel ashamed."Leah, who was helping with the research and had heard their conversation, s

[Isabella's POV]No matter how loudly Vincenzo yelled behind the car, it didn't slow. It only sped up and soon shrank to a black dot in the distance.Once the figure in the rearview mirror finally disappeared, Alexander eased off the gas.I shot him a suspicious look. "What's with the rush today? Are you trying to drive us to our deaths?"He ignored the jab and suddenly asked, "If Vincenzo came to you in tears, repented for his sins, and begged you to take him back, would you?"I frowned like I had just heard something filthy, but I still answered seriously, "No. Not in a million years."Every time I thought about what Vincenzo had done to me, a chill would run over my skin. I still jolted awake in the middle of the night due to nightmares.Alexander caught the resolve in my eyes, and the corner of his mouth lifted in the faintest smile.I caught that tiny shift in his expression. "Why are you asking that? Did you dream of him?""No. I was just thinking out loud." He brushed it off, th

[Isabella's POV]After midnight, London welcomed the heaviest snowfall of the winter."Isabella, will he die from this?" Francesca asked.I pulled the blanket over me, closed my eyes, and remained completely unmoved. “He's an adult with his own judgment. Even if he did, it's none of our business. Let's sleep.”Francesca admired my resolve. Thinking of all the hurt I had suffered, she yanked the curtains closed.Vincenzo spent the night out in the snow, constantly replaying our past. We had such good times in the past, renovating our home together and dreaming of the future. Yet all of that was destroyed by Claudia.Thinking of Claudia stoked a fire in him. By the end, his body felt like it was on fire, almost as if he were standing under the blazing sun. He knew he was hallucinating from the cold. He kept telling himself to hold on. If he held on, I would go back to him.But at the same time, another voice mocked him, whispering that I had long since fallen for Alexander.Every time he