Todos los capítulos de Three Scars：Betrayed by the Don: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

I was Gavin Whitestone’s treasure for ten years. Then he abandoned me for another woman three times, and I finally saw the truth. I didn't love him anymore.I have three scars. Each one is named Gavin Whitestone.The first is just below my ribs, from a shootout two years ago. Sofia Bianchi ran out of a corner and took a bullet for Gavin. It hit her arm. Gavin sent every doctor in the city to her side, while I was left in a dark corner, pressing my hand to my stomach to keep myself from bleeding out from a piece of shrapnel.That night, he held my hand and said, "Viola, put a bullet in me. If it makes you feel better, just do it." I saw the bloodshot veins in his eyes and my heart softened. Like a fool, I forgave him.The second scar is on my shoulder. Sofia “bravely” went to Gavin’s room to “help” him after he was drugged. When I walked in on them, he pushed her away. But the moment Sofia clutched her stomach and cried out in pain, he rushed to scoop her up, slamming me hard against th

I didn't die.When I woke up, the fever had broken, but my body felt heavy as lead.Gavin was sitting by my bed, holding a wet towel. When he saw my eyes open, a look of panicked relief washed over his face."Thank God, Viola, you're finally awake," he said, his voice hoarse as he took my hand. "Last night I… I didn't know you were so sick. I saw you came back and went to sleep, I thought you were just tired."Of course he didn't know. He was too busy playing the doting father.I pulled my hand away, staring blankly at the ceiling. "What is it, Gavin?"My distance seemed to unsettle him."I've prepared the private yacht," he said eagerly. "Let's go out on the water, just the two of us. Okay?""Gavin… can I come too?"Sofia was standing timidly at the door, her eyes wide with longing. "I've never been on a yacht before… The doctor said getting some fresh air is good for the baby."She knew Gavin couldn't refuse her.As expected, Gavin hesitated, then looked at me, torn. "Can we take Sof

Gavin didn't explode over the form.He tried to stroke my hair. "Are you still angry about what happened? I already explained, it was because of the baby…"I dodged his touch, cutting him off.Gavin sighed and pulled out a velvet box.Inside lay a dazzling diamond necklace, the star piece from last month's Sotheby's auction."Stop it, Viola." Gavin fastened the necklace around my neck. The cold gems felt like a snake against my skin. "This is your reward. Thank you for saving Sofia. You're the most understanding wife."I didn't refuse, nor did I show any of the joy his gifts used to bring me. I just nodded silently.I had less than a month left.I didn't want any more trouble before I could leave."I'm tired. I want to go home."Gavin, thinking I had given in, let out a sigh of relief. "Okay, the driver is downstairs. I have to stay here tonight to watch over Sofia, she hasn't woken up yet."I returned to our marital home alone.The moment I walked in, I took off the necklace and threw

Gavin Whitestone lost his mind.He tracked me down to a small, hidden apartment that had belonged to my father.BANG! BANG! BANG!Three deafening gunshots.Gavin stood in the doorway, his Beretta 92F smoking, pointed at the ceiling. His once-loving eyes were shot with red, like a gambler who had lost everything."Divorce? Don't even think about it!" he roared, stalking towards me until I was backed into a corner of the sofa. "Viola, you are a Whitestone. You're mine in life and in death. The only way you leave me is in a coffin!"I looked at his madness, my expression unchanged."Then kill me," I said, looking up at him. "My heart already drowned in the sea."Those words seemed to stab him. Gavin’s face twisted, then hardened into a darker threat."You want to die? Not that easy." He leaned in, one hand slamming against the wall by my head, the other gripping my chin, forcing me to look at him. "You don't care about your own life, but what about the peace of your parents? Their graves

(Gavin’s Perspective)The VIP wing of St. Mary's Private Hospital smelled of fake lilies.When Gavin burst into the room, the bloody scene he expected wasn't there.Sofia was sitting up in her silk pajamas, crying pitifully while holding a dull fruit knife that couldn't even peel an apple. Her wrist had a faint red mark on it, not even bleeding.The moment she saw Gavin, she threw the knife down and flung herself into his arms. "Gavin! I was so scared… I dreamed Viola was trying to kill our baby…"Gavin caught her, patting her back gently. "Don't be ridiculous. I'll make sure you and the baby are safe."The adrenaline from his frantic drive cooled, and reason returned. He looked at the "wound" that didn't even need a band-aid, then thought of Viola's calm, almost empty eyes before he left the old house. He forced himself to be patient. It was okay… he would fix this soon, and then he would make it all up to Viola."You're thinking about her, aren't you?" Sofia sensed his detachment and