บททั้งหมดของ The Heir Wasn't Mine: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

When I arrived at the Fuzio family training base with the divorce papers in hand, the training did not end yet.The guards at the gate saluted me respectfully.The housekeepers in the estate murmured among themselves enviously."Did you see? The blue sapphire necklace on Donna Fuzio's neck costs 100 million.""Our Don even bought a cruise ship to celebrate their wedding anniversary, naming it after her.""When can I find a man as devoted as the Don?"I smirked in mockery. If they only knew that the devoted man they mentioned would have an illegitimate child with another woman. Would their envious gazes turn into pity?The Fuzio family had a rule. No one was to disturb Christian as he trained in live combat shooting.No one except me.But this time, I didn't get his men to inform him of my arrival.I sat in the surveillance room, watching the live feed of the training.Christian was crouched on the ground, dressed in a black tactical uniform, simulating a gunfight exercise.

While shopping, Zoe received a message from her private investigator.[She has left the divorce papers and left.]When Christian returned to the estate, it was late at night. The lights were still on.Roses covered the entire garden. The reporters were still waiting for an interview at the gates.Everyone was waiting for the segment where the devoted husband surprises his wife with a huge gift, but the main star of tonight didn't show up.Christian stood before his car, looking at the empty garden. He furrowed his brows."Where is Rae?" The butler was stunned. "Didn't she leave with you? Not long after you left, she left as well."Christian suddenly had a bad feeling.He took his phone out and dialed Rae. Her phone was switched off. He dialed once again, but it was still off.He paused.At that moment, his assistant quickly came over. "Don Fuzio, Donna Fuzio left through the back door this afternoon.""Where did she go?""We don't know."Christian's gaze darkened. He ent

"Rae." His voice was like a needle stabbing right in my eardrum. "I'm in Swisserland. Where are you?"I hung up.Jacopo looked at me and asked, "Who is it?""No one." I placed my phone back into my pocket. "What did you want to say just now?"He looked at me for two seconds before shaking his head. "Nothing. Get some rest."The next morning, when I arrived downstairs, I didn't see Jacopo. I was a little caught off guard, but I soon chuckled self-deprecatingly and headed to the labs on my own.I was just leaving the neighborhood when someone blocked my way.Christian stood there. His eyes were deep set, and his beard unshaven, as if he did not sleep for days."Rae, come back with me."I took a step back. "Back to where?""Home.""I no longer have a home. Christian, we are divorced. You signed the papers."His gaze darkened. He reached out, wanting to hold my hand, but I dodged him."It was a misunderstanding. I didn't know that Zoe was this sort of person. I sent her away.

Seven months later. The lights in the operating room were blindingly bright. I lay on the operating table, listening to the steady beeping of the machines beside me. My palms were drenched in sweat.Jacopo was holding my hand tightly. His hand was colder than mine. "It's fine. It will be over soon."Finally, I heard the cry of a baby. The nurse showed me a tiny bundle."Congratulations," she said with a smile. "It's a girl."Jacopo stood up to look at that wrinkly baby. His eyes reddened. He turned back to look at me, saying with a trembling voice, "Rae, she's so small."The day I got discharged from the hospital, the sun was shining brightly.Jacopo came to pick me up, with a baby seat already installed in the back. He placed the baby in the car, buckling her up, and checked three times before feeling relieved.I sat in the passenger seat, looking at him. "Jacopo, thank you."He was a little surprised. Then, he chuckled. "You don't have to thank me. We still have a long life