Alle Kapitel von Mafia Heir Breakup Regret: Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

Both parties refused to back down, and Cecelia suddenly hugged her belly, calling out painfully, "Argh! It hurts!" The next second, our daughter slipped from her hands and was about to fall to the ground."Cecelia!" The look on Dad's face changed as he caught our daughter, and he turned to see Cecelia's white skirt slowly getting drenched with blood. "Someone! Help!" There was chaos all around, and the committee quickly sent Cecelia, who was about to have a miscarriage, to the hospital. Right after Cecelia was taken into surgery, the Gambino family quickly arrived. Alina Gambino, the Donna of the Gambino family, stepped forward to slap me. "Is this the way you treat my daughter, Adrian? I won't let you get away with this if anything happens to my daughter!" She slapped me so hard that I started bleeding from the corner of my mouth, but I was like a puppet without a soul as I let Alina scream at me while pointing at my nose. Dad quickly came forward to put in a good word for me

Ever since Cecelia arrived at the Colombo family, Dad had sincerely doted on her and given her anything she wanted. However, he now found out that all his efforts at taking care and pouring his love on her had turned out to be nothing because she was just the daughter of a mistress, and was not even recognized by her family!Her social status was worse than a commoner like Ella!It was no wonder that they had never seen her father, Don Gambino, in the past year after the wedding.Salvatori was enraged as he rushed into the room. "How dare you lie to me, you lowly wretches!" Screaming was heard, and something crashed inside the room. I immediately ran in and saw the room in a complete mess, while Dad stood coldly at a corner. Cecelia started to panic when she saw me. She struggled to get out of bed as the effects of her anaesthetic had not subsided. She was still feeling weak all over, and she fell to the ground the moment she got out of bed.All I did was stare coldly at her as

Ella's POV:News of what happened to the heir of Neopolis' Colombo family spread fast.It took only a few days for me, who was hiding in a small village in South Arendale, to read about what happened to Adrian and Cecelia on my phone. I sighed at how things between them ended.Even though Adrian did not love Cecelia, he would still take good care of them because of his children, but it only took a short time for things between them to turn sour. However, they no longer had anything to do with me, as I had my own work to attend to.I pushed the big, wooden door open and walked into the garden to water the plants. After that, I put down the watering can and leaned back on the recliner to look at the orphanage that was surrounded by mountains.It was the summer holidays, and only a few teachers were left to take care of this small orphanage, and I was one of them. The afternoon soon made me feel sleepy, and I started to reminisce.When Salvatori handed me the plane tickets, a new ph

The inspection and negotiations were a success. Adrian agreed to fund one million annually to the orphanage starting the next month, so that all the orphans could finish university without a glitch. The contract was quickly signed, and the director and accompanying teacher invited everyone enthusiastically to the orphanage's newly built canteen for a meal.Adrian was hesitant along the way until Sofia mentioned me. "Mr. Colombo, are you trying to ask about Ella?" Adrian's eyes lit up, but before he said anything, Sofia continued, "Ella did mention you to me, and I do know where she is, but she won't see you."He clenched his fingers, and his nails dug deep into his sharp skin. The sharp pain from it was nothing compared to the horrible pain in his heart. It was exactly what Salvatori had told him before, and Adrian could not understand why I would refuse to see him when I loved him so much.Sofia seemed to know what was in Adrian's mind as she looked at the distant foggy peak while

I noticed the toys Adrian was hugging in his arms, and there were more by his feet. That was when I remembered how his mother had passed away. The toys were the last memories he had of his mother. I got the other teacher to leave with the child first while I packed up the toys and followed behind. I promised the child that I would bring every toy back to the orphanage for him.After they left, I quickly grabbed a sack to pack up all the days, but just as I was about to leave with the toy sack, the windows were suddenly broken with a crash from the landslide.Time seemed to come to a standstill as fear overcame me. All I could see was the turbid, sticky mud with broken wood and rocks mixed into it. The rumbling could be heard across the windowsill, and it looked like the mouth of hell had opened as the rotting smell of soil filled my nostrils, suffocating me.My mind went blank, and it felt like every bone in my body had been plucked out of me as I fell limply to the ground. All I