All Chapters of I’m Done Accepting Your Crumbs: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I stood frozen in place.Tomorrow night was the Luccese family’s annual allies’ banquet. By tradition, the Don and the Donna were required to attend together. We had to pay our respects to the heads of the family’s various branches.Five years ago, when Damian first took over as Don Luccese, several senior family members had refused to acknowledge his authority. I stood by his side, accompanying him from one household to the next until we finally won their support.Ever since, I had stood beside him at every annual banquet.“Who gave you permission to cancel my place?” I asked, my brows drawing together.Vivian froze for a moment before tears spilled down her cheeks.“The doctor said you needed to rest. I was only worried that the noise and commotion at the banquet might affect you and the baby. Besides, Don Luccese will need someone to help him manage family affairs. I’ve already made arrangements to accompany him.”I turned to Damian, only to see him nod in agreement.“Vivian

By early evening the next day, the Luccese residence was ablaze with lights.Damian had already changed into his black formal suit. He slightly furrowed his brows. “What documents?”“Just some paperwork related to family affairs.”Vivian placed a folder in front of him. “You’ve had a long day, so I’ve arranged everything in order and marked all the places that need your signature.”Irritated and distracted, Damian flipped through the folder.The first few pages contained the follow-up arrangements for the allies’ banquet. Behind them were several family documents requiring the don’s signature and approval.Vivian stood beside him, guiding him through the paperwork. He signed his name without looking closely. “I’ve never doubted your ability to get things done.” Damian gave her a meaningful look. I could not help but let out a soft laugh. Vivian certainly was efficient.In less than five minutes, a scanned copy of the divorce agreement bearing Damian’s signature had already p

Damian did not sleep a wink that night. He remained seated in his study until dawn, with his wife’s travel records from the past five years spread out before him.Since the day they married, Elena had barely ever left New Borough. The only time she had returned to Socrota was three years ago, when her father had fallen seriously ill. She had stayed for just two days before rushing back.It was all because his enemies had ambushed him, leaving her so worried that she could barely eat or sleep.Now…A soft knock came at the study door. “Don Luccese.”Lorenzo Rossi entered, carrying a kraft paper document envelope. “The Donna left this last night. She instructed me to give it to you this morning.”Damian immediately reached for it. He expected a letter, perhaps containing Elena’s final words to him.However, when he opened the envelope, what he found was a divorce agreement. His signature was clearly visible at the bottom.Damian’s pupils contracted sharply. He shot to his feet. “

Five years ago, when Damian had first taken over as the Don, the Luccese family had been beset by enemies both within and without.It was Elena who had persuaded her father to let Damian use the Moretti family’s shipping routes.That support had been instrumental in helping him secure his position as don of the Luccese family in New Borough.Over the years, he had grown so accustomed to the convenience those routes provided that he had forgotten one crucial fact—They had never belonged to the Luccese family in the first place.“She’s willing to put the interests of an entire family at stake just to spite me?”The moment the words left his mouth, Marco lowered his head. “Don Luccese, the Moretti family’s announcement stated that the partnership was ending because the marriage alliance between our families had been dissolved. And…”“And what?”“For the past five years, the Donna personally maintained every business relationship we had with partners in Socrota. The families we wo

Damian never left Socotra. He checked into a hotel in town. Every day, he had flowers, maternity supplies, and handwritten letters delivered to me.I refused to accept any of them. Eventually, he stopped sending gifts and simply had Marco check in with my lawyer periodically to ask about the baby.Then, half a month later, a Moretti family cargo ship was attacked.The news broke while I was attending a family council meeting. My father’s face darkened. “It was the Luccese family.”The room fell silent. Every eye turned toward me.Someone murmured under their breath, “Looks like Damian still hasn’t accepted it.”“Ms. Moretti only just asked for a divorce, and now the Luccese family is retaliating.”I said nothing.It was not until Marco’s call came through. “Donna, something’s happened to Don Luccese.”My heart tightened. “What happened?”“He discovered that his uncle had been secretly working with a rival family, planning to use the attack on the Moretti cargo ship to provoke