All Chapters of The Jealousy Game Over, Marriage Over: The Donna Who Walked Away: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Luca didn't come after me when I left the estate.Behind me, his friends were still hooting and hollering."Looks like she's trying a new move this year! Don't give in too fast, Boss!""Luca, she seems genuinely pissed off this time. Aren't you gonna go after her?"Luca gave a quiet laugh, "She can't live without me. Give it a couple of hours, and she'll come crawling back on her own."That very night, he opened the betting pool at the family's private casino.Luca put down fifty thousand euros, betting I wouldn't last two days.Isabella snapped a photo of the spare keys next to her breakfast and posted it to the group chat.[Donna Trial—Day 1.]The chat exploded immediately.[Ciao, hats off to the Donna!][Looks like Isabella's taking over the master bedroom and the Boss's heart today!][Boss, if Isabella is the Donna now, everything in Viola's closet is fair game, right?]Luca did nothing to put a stop to it. He chimed in: [Of course. Isabella, not just the clothes, everything in thi

Day five of this little game, I was officially ready to cut ties with the Fontana family for good.Years ago, when Luca and I met and fell in love in New York, he refused to rely on his family name, choosing instead to stay behind and build a domain of his own.Back when he barely had a foothold, I was the one at his side, closing deals, running the docks, and cleaning up the filthy messes that couldn't see the light of day.We even spent months sleeping on the concrete floor of an abandoned warehouse at our lowest point, yet neither of us gave up.Through sheer grit and endless hustle, we built a thriving empire and earned the respect of countless business partners.The day we made our triumphant return to Naples, Luca turned to his men and declared, "Viola isn't just my wife. She's the partner who dragged me out of the dirt. From today on, you answer to the Donna just as you answer to me."Yet now, he had completely forgotten every battle we fought shoulder to shoulder. He was still

As the final stroke hit the paper, every last drop of laughter in the room died instantly.The crowd that had been counting down just moments ago now stared at me in stunned silence, their phones still frozen in midair.I capped the pen and pushed the divorce papers back across the table.The smile on Luca's face froze solid. He yanked the document toward him, frantically flipping to the last page.When he saw my signature inked clearly on the line, his face went deathly pale."Viola. Do you even realize what you just signed?""I do," I said."This isn't one of those fake documents we used to play around with! This is real!" he shouted."That's why I signed it," I replied calmly.The spell broke, and a few people in the room finally reacted. Someone forced a dry laugh, scrambling to smooth things over."Man, Viola's taking her acting to a whole new level this year! Come on, Luca, just call the game off already.""Yes, it was just a seven-day trial run. We were all just messing around."

Isabella had only sprained her arm.By the time Luca rushed back to the estate, the family doctor had already finished examining her, confirming there were no broken bones and that a few days of rest would do the trick.Her eyes were red as she reached out to grab his hand. "Did you really hand out the divorce filing with Viola?"Luca stayed dead silent for a long time, then gave a heavy nod.An unmistakable gleam of triumph flashed through Isabella's eyes."Luca... this is amazing! I can't believe you did that for me! You're finally free!"She looked up at him, her voice dripping with vulnerability. "Can I ask you something? During those seven days... was there ever a single moment you actually saw me as your wife?"Luca offered no answer.His mind was suddenly flooded with the realization that over the past six months, Viola hadn't even reached out to ask about him once.He had spent months believing she was just waiting for him to break.Only now did it hit him with sickening clarit

The very next evening, Luca gathered the Fontana family's most critical business partners at an exclusive private club.For the first time in his life, he stood before the elite crowd and admitted the truth."The person who built this business alongside me, who brokered every major contract you signed, was Viola Rosso. She is, and always has been, the true Donna.""Isabella was never the Donna of the Fontana family. I merely lent her that title, using her as a pawn to provoke my wife."Within hours, the truth about the notorious "Seven-Day Game" and the long-running betting pools spread like wildfire through every major family.The inner circle who had taken part in those bets went into hiding almost overnight. A few even reached out to me through mutual contacts, desperately begging me to clarify that it was "just harmless banter among close friends."I didn't waste a single word on them, blocking every last number.Isabella's reputation was utterly ruined. The sycophants who used to