All Chapters of Too Broken To Be Healed : Chapter 121 - Chapter 125

Giulia’s POV I threw the gun in my hands to the floor as I tried to come to terms with what had just happened. Everything had gone horribly wrong, spiraling out of control within mere seconds. Driven by rage and hatred, I had fired at Alessia, but the moment the shot echoed through the room, Matteo Rinaldi had already stepped in, taking the bullet for her. The force sent both of them crashing to the ground. Before I could even process it, another shot rang out. The menacing man they had called Raffaele Ricci turned his gun on me. The bullet grazed my shoulder as it passed, and pain tore through me, sharp and burning. Still, adrenaline refused to let me fall. Almost instantly, Matteo’s men retaliated. Gunfire erupted from every direction, his security clashing with the mercenaries we had brought. Chaos swallowed the room whole. Through the madness, I saw my father, Raimondo Conti, struggle to his feet. Blood spread across his shirt as he staggered toward me, each step weaker tha

Matteo Rinaldi’s POV As Alessia rushed out, I couldn’t help but chuckle at her sudden exit, the sound low and brief, but filled with something I had not felt in a long time. Relief. Moments later, Marco walked in, and I pushed myself up slightly against the bed, already reading the weight of whatever news he carried from the look on his face. His expression was grave, yet controlled. The kind of look that told you everything and nothing at the same time. “Brother, I see you’re in good spirits,” he said as he stepped further into the room. “Well, what can I say?” I replied, rolling my eyes slightly at the faint, knowing smile on his lips. “That’s great news,” he continued, pausing just long enough to make me focus completely on him, “because I have another one for you.” My body tensed instinctively. “Your father called,” he said finally, voice steady. “He’s at the mansion, waiting for you, the kids, and Alessia.” I exhaled slowly, already calculating my next move. “Tell him

Alessia’s POV We arrived at Matteo’s mansion surrounded by a full security entourage. Luca and Arianna rode just behind us, while Marco led the convoy ahead. Camellia followed closely behind them, and all around us were armed escorts from Rinaldi Holdings, forming a protective shield. “Don’t you think this is a bit too much?” I whispered, glancing at Matteo as he held Tiziana comfortably on his lap. “No,” he replied without hesitation, his voice steady and firm. “Protecting you and the kids is my top priority now. Nothing comes before that. Absolutely nothing.” There was no doubt in his tone. I nodded softly, warmth spreading through me at his words. My gaze drifted to Ruggero and Tino, who were caught up in playful bickering, their laughter filling the space. Then I looked at Renzo. He was smiling. A wide, genuine smile that eased something deep inside me. He was interacting with his siblings more freely than I had ever seen in his four years of life. There was something prot