All Chapters of My Beggar Fiancè (English Version): Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

**Jheanne's POV**The moment I heard what he said, my heart seemed to stop.I couldn't breathe. His words wouldn't leave my head, and even now they kept replaying in my ears.**"Christina is the only woman I love, and I will never love anyone else!"**Those words still echoed in my mind like music.Deafening music.Even here in the park, surrounded by people strolling, laughing, and making noise, none of it compared to the noise of Carlos's words branded into my thoughts.I wiped at the tears streaming endlessly down my face. It felt like they would never stop. Like I had an endless supply of them.A hand holding a handkerchief appeared in front of me. I sighed before lifting my gaze to the man offering it."Take it, or I'll do it for you," he said.I smiled faintly at that and took the handkerchief from him."There isn't any snot on this, is there?" I teased."Yuck," he muttered, grimacing.That made me smile a little more.Thankfully, Hugo was here. Somehow, even through all this pa

**Milan, Italy****Jheanne's POV**"Quanto?""How much?"I asked the fruit vendor at the market in Milan, pointing at the grapes I was already eating even though I hadn't paid for them yet.The Italian woman smiled at me.I was already a regular customer, so whenever I started munching on her fruit before paying, she didn't mind anymore. She knew I'd pay for whatever I ate."C'è un prezzo, tesoro," she said, pointing at the price tags displayed beside the fruit.I laughed softly and popped another grape into my mouth. Then, after chewing and swallowing, I said, "Sto scherzando." (I'm kidding)The vendor just shook her head at me.I picked out the fruit I wanted and piled it into a tray. There was so much in front of me that I didn't even know what to grab first. Everything looked so fresh.As fresh as me.Ever since I got pregnant, all I'd wanted to eat was fruit. Any kind of fruit-I wasn't picky. As long as it was fruit. Maybe this was my pregnancy craving.I smiled.Well, that was f

**Milan, Italy****Jheanne's POV**I stirred awake from deep sleep when I heard noise coming from the main door.Assuming it was Hugo, irritation instantly flared in my chest."Annoying," I muttered.I slowly got out of bed and shuffled toward the living room, yawning as I went.He'd interrupted my sleep, and I was already annoyed.What did he want now?As far as I knew, he and Shania had gone out earlier. That was what he told me.Was their date over already?Still half-asleep, I dragged myself toward the living room to open the door.But when I opened it, a bouquet of flowers was suddenly shoved right in front of my face, held by a man whose features I couldn't even see because the flowers were blocking him."Fiori per lei, signora," he said.(Flowers for you, madam)I blinked.Instead of taking the bouquet, I pushed it aside so I could see the man's face.He wasn't familiar.I didn't know him.Was he trying to court me?Well, he could go look for someone else because I was pregnant

**Santuario de San Antonio Church****Forbes Park, Makati City****The Wedding****Carlos's POV**I'd already lost count of how many times I'd looked toward the entrance of the church, waiting for Jheanne to walk through those doors.I kept checking my watch too, every passing second making me more anxious.I'd been married before-to Christina-but what I felt now, on the day of my wedding to Jheanne, was completely different.Everyone was here now.The people who mattered in our lives.Family. Friends. A few business associates.Hugo was here too, with his Italian fiancée.My son, Hope, was with Mommy Anne and Mommy Rosita. The two of them kept taking turns carrying him.Jheanne was the only one we were waiting for.Only her.So the wedding could finally begin.The wedding I had been preparing for ever since she was still in Italy.Because from the moment my memory came back, I had already planned everything-with the help of her parents and mine, of course.So by the day she returned