All Chapters of No More 52nd Wedding: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

Cecilia Marino's POVFor the three years I was with Antonio Bianco, I had always believed I held a special place in his heart.That belief shattered when his older brother, Augusto Bianco, was gunned down by a rival famiglia. With his dying breath, Augusto begged Antonio to look after his wife, Rosetta Serra.Since that day, I was no longer the only woman he cared about.We had attempted to hold our wedding 50 times, yet Antonio had never managed to see a single one through to the end.He would furrow his brow whenever he saw Rosetta's name flash on his phone, yet without fail, he would answer in a gentle voice, listening patiently to whatever she had to say.In the end, he would pull me into an apologetic embrace and tell me that some "urgent famiglia business" required his immediate attention. After all, he would say, we would always have another chance.In his eyes, I always seemed less important than the guilt he carried for Augusto.But the love we shared for those three y

Chapter 2

Cecilia Marino's POVEven though it cut deep when Antonio walked out on our 51st wedding ceremony, I still poured my heart into preparing for the 52nd.I sat down with the hotel manager to redesign the theme of the venue and had her start on the decorations well in advance.Once the preliminary arrangements were handled, I finally allowed myself a small sigh of relief.The manager looked at me, a flicker of pity crossing her face. "Ms. Marino, do you think we should ask Mr. Bianco to come in for a rehearsal?"I went quiet for a moment. "He's… very busy.""Ms. Marino, forgive me if I'm overstepping. But after all these attempts, Mr. Bianco always ends up leaving with Ms. Serra. There were even a few times he didn't show up at all."She paused, then continued tentatively, "Every name on the guest list is from your side of the famiglia. I've never once seen a member of the Bianco famiglia here. I've heard about the '52 chances' pact between you two, and I can only assume how deep y

Chapter 3

Cecilia Marino's POVAntonio had betrayed my trust, and with it, he had trampled over every ounce of love I had ever given him. My disappointment had finally reached its breaking point.To hell with the 52nd wedding.The moment I got home, I started packing. Antonio blew up my phone while I was at it, but I ignored every single call.Before long, he came back."Cecilia, why did you leave early? You haven't been picking up your phone…"He froze at the sight of the suitcase on the floor. "Why are you packing? Are you going somewhere?"I didn't want to talk to him. I kept my eyes down and continued folding my clothes.I had never been this cold toward him before, and my silence was clearly starting to get under his skin."I bought you a gown and took you to the art exhibition. Are we still stuck on what happened yesterday? Cecilia, why are you being so willful?"I snapped the suitcase shut and stood up to face him."Took me to the exhibition? Is that what you call it? Making me

Chapter 4

Antonio Bianco's POVI sent that text and waited by my phone all night. No reply.I knew Cecilia would be furious. After all, I had laid a hand on her.It was the first time I had ever struck her. Recalling the way she had looked at me while clutching her cheek, I felt a sharp, twisting ache in my chest.Rosetta saw the hesitation and guilt written all over my face. She let out a soft moan, clutching her stomach with practiced fragility."Antonio, my stomach hurts so much. The child… Am I going to lose him?"I immediately soothed her. "It's alright. You and the child are safe. Don't worry."Rosetta's fingers trembled as she touched the cheek where Cecilia had slapped her. "Cecilia was so terrifying. Why did she suddenly slap me? I'm so scared, Antonio. The look in her eyes… It was like she wanted to kill me. I really thought I'd never see you again."My expression hardened at her words. "Don't give it another thought. I've given her the punishment she deserved."Hearing that,

Chapter 5

Antonio Bianco's POVAnother week bled into the next, and still, Cecilia hadn't sent a single word my way.Anxiety began to gnaw at me. Pretending it was nothing, I quietly searched every place she might frequent, hoping to catch a glimpse of her.But she was nowhere to be found.Rosetta mentioned several times that she had spotted Cecilia here and there, which kept me from launching a full-scale search, though the undercurrent of worry never truly subsided.During a gathering among the prominent mafia famiglias, I ran into Cecilia's close friend, Chiara Greco.She pinned me with a strange look, as if she were aching to say something but forcing herself to bite her tongue.I hesitated for a heartbeat before walking over."It's been a while since I've seen Cecilia. Has she reached out to you?""No.""Where is she?""I wouldn't know.""She—""Antonio," Chiara cut me off, her voice like shards of ice. "Do you really want to know where she is?"I froze."Aren't you two suppo

Chapter 6

Antonio Bianco's POVOnce Rosetta had recovered, she purged the Bianco villa of every trace of Cecilia. She threw out everything connected to her, even replacing the entire set of silverware Cecilia had once used.I went public with my marriage to Rosetta, declaring to the world that she was, and had always been, the Donna of the Bianco famiglia.I expected Cecilia to come storming back, fueled by rage and demanding answers the moment the news broke. But a week passed, and there was still nothing from her.In the dead of night, when the house was silent, I would pull the photo of Cecilia and me from my wallet and stare at it again and again.Ever since the announcement, Rosetta hadn't stopped smiling. She became ever more attentive toward me, doting on my every need.I stared blankly at the dessert she had made and said, "You should leave this to the cooks.""I wanted you to taste something I made myself," she replied sweetly."Rosetta, I made myself clear the day we signed tho

Chapter 7

Antonio Bianco's POVIn the days leading up to Rosetta's delivery, I had my men scour Cecilia's travel history.But there was nothing to be found. Her passport, her bank cards—not a single trace of activity. It was as if she had vanished into thin air.What fueled my rage even more was the security footage from the Bianco villa. On the day Rosetta claimed she had been pushed down the stairs, Cecilia was nowhere near the scene.The truth was that Rosetta had thrown herself down those stairs. I slammed my fist onto the desk. "Rosetta, you heartless woman. You actually risked the life of your own child just to frame Cecilia?"My whole body trembled. "Cecilia… Where are you?"…Two weeks later, Rosetta gave birth to a boy. I named him Alessio Bianco.As I stood outside the delivery room, hearing the infant's cry, a tangle of conflicting emotions knotted in my chest.Augusto finally had an heir. That was the only consolation I could find in this mess.When Alessio turned a month

Chapter 8

Antonio Bianco's POV"Oh, you should've seen Cecilia that day," Rosetta laughed into her phone. "I told her to get on her knees, and she actually did it."And that shabby pocket watch? I tossed it into the fountain on purpose just to watch her fish it out. I knew she'd lose her temper and hit me, so I told Antonio that Cecilia made me get it from the water. He didn't even ask for her side of the story before backhanding her. Her whole cheek swelled up instantly."She left right after that. I've been feeding Antonio excuses every day to keep him from going after her. By the time he finally gets around to looking for her, she'll be long gone."She kept taunting Cecilia, laughing the whole time. "Besides, those international relief missions always go to the most chaotic countries. Who knows? She might already be dead in a ditch somewhere."I stood outside the door, paralyzed. Every word felt like a knife stabbing into my heart.She had made her kneel.She had thrown her papa's keep

Chapter 9

Cecilia Marino's POVTwo years later. Sudara.A long day of treating patients had finally come to an end. A dull, heavy ache settled into my bones as I stood, preparing for the walk back to my tent, when I caught the sound of footsteps behind me. They were light but hurried.I didn't turn around. In a place like this, it was always better not to invite trouble.The footsteps suddenly stopped right behind me. Then came a voice—hoarse, trembling, like a distant echo from a dream."Cecilia."My hand trembled around the flashlight as I slowly turned to face the voice.A figure stood bathed in the moonlight. He was gaunt, his clothes so wrinkled it looked like he had been living in them for weeks.It was Antonio.In that instant, everything we had been through flashed across my mind like a movie reel.I froze for a heartbeat, then steadied myself. "It's been a while. What are you doing here?"Antonio's eyes instantly rimmed with red. He opened his mouth to speak, but for a moment

Chapter 10

Cecilia Marino's POV"Antonio, I'm married."The words seemed to strike Antonio with physical force, leaving his mind completely blank. He stared at the ring on my finger, paralyzed, as if the silver band had hit him like a bolt of lightning.Just then, the steady rhythm of footsteps approached from behind. A man in a white lab coat walked toward us, a jacket draped over his arm."Cecilia, it's getting chilly out here. Why aren't you inside?"He draped the jacket over my shoulders with an easy, practiced familiarity. Then, his gaze shifted to Antonio. "And who is this?"I turned my head and said, "Kyle, this is the friend I mentioned to you before."Antonio stood there, stunned."Cecilia…" his voice caught, trembling. "Who is he?"I looked him straight in the eye. My gaze was as cold and still as stagnant water."Antonio, this is my husband. We were married in Kenyara last year."He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.Kyle gave him a polite nod, his hand resting natura

SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP