Hearing the medical staff's account, Renato's body trembled again and again.He sat alone on the floor, clutching my "corpse," tears streaming endlessly down his face.Watching him now, consumed by grief, my thoughts were dragged back three years.That was when I first met him.He had been injured in an accident. I brought him to a small estate outside my family's grounds to recover.He didn't know my true identity. To him, I was nothing more than someone who listened."Ellen, our family's docks have been taken. Without weapons, we're all as good as dead."Back then, he was despondent—his suit stained with blood, his blue eyes filled with panic.I kept it from my father and diverted half a warehouse of newly developed explosives, having my men transfer them to him under another name.I watched as he used those flames to reclaim the docks, lighting up the night, smiling as he said, "Once I've secured my position, I'll marry you in grand style."I thought we would last a lifeti
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