All Chapters of Sharing My Don Boyfriend With His Ex? I'd Rather Be Single: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

When Carlo Carlione came back, Christmas was already three days behind us.In the past, I would always wait at the manor gate for him, wearing my best dress and carefully applied makeup, even if the winter wind turned my lips blue. This time, I did nothing of the sort.Carlo texted, "Where are you?"I was eating lunch. I casually replied, "I'm at home, having lunch."Just as I set down my fork, Carlo stepped through the door. Travel had worn him down, and snow clung to the hem of his coat.Carlo said, "I haven't eaten yet. Make me the pasta I like."In the past, I would have dropped everything to fry a steak or cook pasta, spending ten minutes just on the plating. But now, I simply answered, "We have a chef at home. Ask them to make it."Carlo frowned but held his temper. "I know you're still upset about Christmas, but don't take it out on me. I haven't slept in three days."I dried my hands and said, "I'm not angry."He gave me a skeptical look. "Lucia is alone in that city.

I went to the office and handed in my resignation.I had chosen this job in the first place because it was close to Carlo's family. I thought that once we got married, it would make it easier for me to look after them. Now, that reason no longer mattered. My boss tried several times to persuade me to stay, but I was firm in my decision to leave.A few days ago, one of the applications I had sent out finally received a response. It was from a company in Porta Nova, a place that had once been my dream destination when I graduated.Back then, I had given up that opportunity for Carlo. Thankfully, it was not too late now.After resigning, I was busy handing over my work. The first thing I did was call my friend to share the news.She was happy for me. After a brief silence, she asked, "What about Don Carlione? Is he going to Porta Nova with you?"I let out a bitter smile. "No. It's just me. We're breaking up." My parents passed away long ago. Aside from a few friends in Astonia, Ca

A flicker of surprise crossed Carlo's eyes. He clearly hadn't expected me to reject his closeness. In the past, this would have been exactly what I had longed for.Anger and embarrassment flashed across his face. He slammed the door to the guest bedroom and stalked off to another room. Once he was gone, I collapsed into bed and fell asleep almost immediately. Since I had stopped overthinking everything, even falling asleep had become easy.The next morning, my godfather, Giovanni Esposito, called. Somehow, he had heard that I was headed to Porta Nova and offered to see me off. I politely declined, but he insisted that he had already reserved a table and wanted me to join some family friends for a small gathering. At that point, I could hardly refuse.When I arrived that evening, Carlo was there as well. As a friend of Giovanni, his presence wasn't surprising. What was unexpected was Lucia. Even in such a private gathering, Carlo had brought her along.When Carlo saw me, he gestur

I stared at the screen, lost in thought. This felt like the first time Carlo had actually taken the initiative to tell me his plans. In the past, whenever I asked who would be at his gatherings, he always acted like I was prying. He would snap, "I don't need to report everything to you, do I? Aren't you tired of this?" I had to coax him for a while before he finally calmed down, though he kept insisting that I stay out of his affairs. I replied lightly, "Okay."Carlo repeated himself, "It's really because she kept throwing up, and it got too late, that I stayed over. Don't read too much into it." I sent "Okay" again, and after that, he didn't send another message.That night, I ended up vomiting in the bathroom several times. Lucia wasn't the only one drunk tonight. I was, too. I was usually fine with wine, but tonight, just a few glasses of whiskey were enough to knock me out. I kept vomiting until late into the night, and even after crawling back into bed, I tossed and tu

Lucia continued, "If you don't come pick me up, I'll have to walk there myself. Can you really stand to let that happen?"A flicker of hesitation crossed Carlo's face.In the past, I probably would have been asked to get out of the car immediately. Whenever Lucia needed him, he would say, "It's easy for you to get a cab here. Her side is too remote, so I have to go pick her up. You can take a cab yourself."Sensing his hesitation, I said thoughtfully, "Go ahead and pick her up. Just drop me off at any convenient intersection."Carlo grew a little anxious. "What about you? Never mind, I'll take you there first."I smiled lightly, feeling a sense of relief. "It's fine. I'll take a cab myself. Just stop at the curb up ahead."I pointed toward the street ahead. Carlo paused for a moment, then finally pulled the car over.I unbuckled my seatbelt. Just as I was about to get out, he suddenly called after me, "Anna, I'll be home earlier today."I nodded in acknowledgment.He looked at