Todos os capítulos de Trading My Wedding Day for Freedom: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

The wedding dinner would take place here in a week.The head chef, Sergio Marini, was waiting in the restaurant with the menu.I had just sat down when my sister, Camilla Bellandi, clutched her chest and coughed twice.My Mamma, Anna Greco, immediately became anxious."Is it too stuffy in here?" she asked."I'm fine," Camilla replied with a smile. "It's just that Dr. Pietro Santoro won't let me have any alcohol lately, and I can't eat anything too salty either."Sergio turned to me. "Signora Dafne, the menu you previously decided on includes red wine braised beef, salt-baked sea bass, and lemon liqueur after the meal. Would you like to make any adjustments?"Before I could speak, my fiance, Raffaello Donatelli, had already snapped the menu shut."Cancel all of it." He ignored my puzzled gaze and continued giving instructions. "Swap the wine for non-alcoholic sparkling wine, use less salt on the main course, and skip the rum in the dessert too.""But these were all personally c

After the car pulled to a stop, I had just walked toward the front passenger seat when Raffaello reached out to stop me."Camilla sits in front," he said.I looked at him. "Why?""Because she gets carsick easily."Camilla stood beside us, looking troubled. "I can sit in the back too."But Raffaello had already opened the car door for her."Get in."Camilla glanced at me, then ultimately got in.I sat alone in the back seat.The whole way there, they chatted happily in the front. At times they talked about the foundation's evening gala, and other times about the cargo at the port.Raffaello would occasionally turn around to ask me, "Why aren't you saying anything?""Because there's nothing to say," I replied.He frowned. "Are you still sulking about the wedding?"I looked out the car window. "No."That satisfied him. "Good, then."The seaside estate was Raffaello's gift to me as our marital home, and I spent half a year choosing the furniture.The largest suite on the ea

Raffaello entered the ballroom with Camilla, and the family members rose one after another."Where's Dafne?" he asked as he handed his gloves to Marco.The wedding coordinator, Caterina Bellini, turned pale."Don Donatelli, Signora Dafne didn't come to the hotel today."Raffaello's expression darkened. "Then go to the estate to pick her up. What is she throwing a fit about this time?"Caterina swallowed before answering, "Signora Dafne isn't at the estate either."Just then, Marco hurried in from the doorway with a black velvet box in his hand."Don Donatelli."Raffaello took it and opened it. Inside lay my engagement ring. His grip abruptly tightened."Where did you get this?" he asked."A household staff member said a dock worker delivered it to the estate."Raffaello's head snapped up. "The docks? Which dock?"Marco's expression changed. "He said he didn't know."Raffaello turned immediately and strode to the door."Lock down the airports, train stations, highways, and

Teodoro tossed a contract onto my desk without making an appointment."That batch of goods yesterday was mine."I looked up at him. "And so?""I was originally planning to switch carriers." He sat down across from me, leaning back lazily. "But now I'm not going to do that."I flipped open the contract. The amount was 15 percent higher than the old one."What are the conditions?""Next quarter, the three North Carica routes go to you as well."I frowned. "But those routes are very risky.""I know.""Why are you still giving them to me then?"Teodoro looked at me. "Because yesterday you solved in two hours a problem that others couldn't solve in two days." He stood up and raised his index finger. "You've got one month to prove you deserve this contract.""Fine," I said, not bothering with pleasantries.That same day, I overhauled three shipping routes by making sweeping changes to countless details.Half a month later, the first batch of goods arrived at the port without a h

Camilla walked in with little color in her face and sneered, "You must be very pleased with yourself.""Get out," I said without looking up, continuing to sign the documents.Camilla didn't move from where she was standing."Raffaello froze my foundation's account and took back all the bodyguards, the driver, and the estate. Papa and Mamma even got into a fight with him over looking for you."She gritted her teeth. "But don't think you've won. The only reason Raffaello is looking for you is that he can't accept you leaving, and not because he loves you."I let out a laugh. "Isn't that even better?"Camilla was stunned. "What do you mean?""You want him, whereas I don't. No one's fighting you for him now."Camilla's expression darkened by the second. "Dafne, you can drop the act! You had everything since you were young, while I was the one with poor health. So, what's wrong with Papa and Mamma loving me a little more?"She swept the documents off the desk, and the vase shattere