All Chapters of wishing for my husband's child: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Amelie MansonDamian didn't want to wait long for us to get married, and I understood him perfectly; I was also longing for that moment as soon as possible. Only two days remained until the wedding, only two, and my nerves were collapsing."Gorgeous, stop pacing so much, you're making me dizzy," Damian told me while he was cradling our son."Do you think it will actually work? I don't know, it's such a short time to get married, that I'm not entirely sure.""Yes, it will work. I already know that the direct rule is that I obey you." He smiled mockingly, and I blushed."Well, it's good that you're clear about that! But there's something that really worries me..." I twisted my fingers."Let's see, love, what is worrying you so much?" His tone sounded amused, enjoying my nerves; he always had, and although I hated that, I also loved it; it made me feel important."Well, it's just that only two days are left, and I feel like the ceremony organization was very improvised." I dropped sudden

Damian FeldmanThe Feldman's car parked in front of the church, and I paled. I thought I was going to faint from the nerves, and the worst part was, I didn't have a friendly hand to help support me. Valeria was among the attendees, but she had only come for formality.Although Samuel had also attended, the distance between us had been growing, and very few signs remained of the friendship that had once united us.Then, my mother-in-law and my sisters-in-law walked into the church, drawing the attention of those present. Although the wait was becoming eternal, my eyes lit up when I saw my little one. Seeing me, he stretched out his little arms and babbled his first words. I still didn't understand him, but I was sure he was saying: "Dada.""Champ! You look so smart, my love." I kissed his chubby cheeks and smiled at them. "And you, ladies, look magnificent."Amelie's mother smiled, while Hanna and Danna frowned."Ladies? Misses!" Hanna added, punching my arm, and I smiled."Damn, and w

Amelie MansonI was surprised to see him. I thought I would never see him again after he had fled the country and destroyed my family's company, although that was an issue I had postponed until after the wedding. Seeing him in front of me caused instant nausea."You're a bastard, Armando! Why are you doing this?"Armando approached me, and his deranged gaze swept over me, completely chilling my blood."Amelie, darling, I've missed you all this time. The truth is, I want to be with you, and I want you to leave with me, with the money I've taken from our company." He leaned in and ran his disgusting tongue across my face."I would never leave with you, you bloody psychopath! You are completely insane, and you disgust me." I spat, out of control.A slap sharply snapped my head sideways."But you've become so unbearable. Where is the submissive, kind woman who married me? Amelie, don't provoke me." He threatened me."I'd rather die than go back with you, Armando.""Ah! Well, then that's w

Amelie suddenly got up, pushing him with all her might. Armando's body, staggering, fell against a metallic table. She didn't hesitate for a second: she grabbed the knife and pointed it directly at his face."Get away or I'll kill you!" she yelled, panting with rage.With quick steps, she went toward Soraya, who was still tied up and had a lost, terrified look in her eyes. Her trembling fingers managed to loosen the ropes holding her wrists."We have to run away now!" she ordered, pulling her by the arm.But Armando, staggering and with his face flushed with fury, managed to get up. Stunned, he let out a growl and lunged at Amelie, trying to snatch the knife. The clash was brutal; both their hands struggled violently, the knife slipped between Amelie's fingers, but she resisted letting go."You damned bitch!" Armando shouted, clenching his teeth. "I'm going to tear the life out of you right here!"Amelie, with a sudden turn, lunged a desperate stab at him. The blade cut cleanly into A

OMNISCIENT NARRATORIt was the fifth cigarette Rosalia was putting out in the ashtray, desperate. The blonde paced back and forth, trying to find calm for her anxiety, but it was impossible. Her hands were shaking, her throat was burning, and her mind kept returning to the same thought: the loneliness in which she had been left.A few days had passed since Damian and Amelie's failed wedding, and they had not given any sign of public appearances. They didn't even go to Feldman Corporated; Samuel and Soraya were taking care of everything while they, in silence, tried to recover from the severe blow that Amelie's kidnapping had meant.Their greatest desire was to consummate that marriage, regardless of the obstacles. And they did so, away from everyone, on an island very close to the city. There, surrounded only by the Manson women and their baby, a priest officiated the ceremony they had awaited for so long.The beach was simple but beautiful. The warm breeze caressed their faces, the e