The Don Loved Me So Much that He Let Another Woman Carry His Baby のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 19

Five days after the funeral, Dario pulled up the security footage from the port again.At first, it wasn't because he doubted the death certificate.It was because Luca had vanished too cleanly.After the ambush, Luca hadn't gone back to the clinic or to his place in Sicily. One of the drivers who had transported the body had quit, too.Even more conveniently, 11 crucial minutes were missing from the security footage at the private clinic's back door.Dario reviewed the footage surrounding that 11-minute gap three times, then pulled all vehicle records from the area around the port.A medical van that wasn't registered in the Moretti system had left through the back door during that exact window."Run the plates.""Temporary plates," said Enzo Rinaldi, one of his men."The driver?""His ID was fake.""Did the funeral home do a second identity check?"Enzo's voice kept getting quieter. "No."Dario's head snapped up."Why not?""That night was chaos. You... you were the one who ordered u

Three months later, my own name appeared for the first time in the program for a private preview.Not Donna Moretti.Not somebody's wife.Just Elena Vitale.The piece I'd restored was a late-19th-century seascape.It wasn't groundbreaking work. Hardly anyone would ever make a point of remembering a restorer's name.But I stood in front of the label for a long time.Luca laughed beside me. "Keep staring like that and the organizers will think they misprinted your name.""It just feels a little strange.""Look at it long enough and it'll start to feel familiar."The preview was in Monaco.The exhibition officially opened the next day. Luca and I were in a corner, talking about the humidity around the frames, when someone behind me suddenly called, "Elena."The voice was low.But it froze me where I stood.Luca turned to me first.I slowly turned around.Dario stood a few yards away.In the three months since I'd last seen him, he'd lost a lot of weight. He still wore a black suit, and hi

The next morning, Luca set a sealed envelope on my workbench."Someone dropped this off.""Who?"He gave me a look. "You know who."I didn't open it right away.Inside, there were no flowers, no jewelry, and none of the black gift boxes Dario always used.The first was a set of divorce papers he'd already signed.The second was my old passport.The third was the deed granting me full ownership of my parents' vineyard.The fourth showed that the Moretti family no longer had access to my personal accounts or any say in how they were managed.The last document came from the private clinic.It confirmed that all the frozen embryos and medical records belonged to me and that every decision about them from then on was mine alone.No member of the Moretti family, Dario included, had any right to interfere.A single sheet of paper lay on top of everything.There was only one line on it."This time, you decide."I sat there looking at it for a long time.Dario had given me so many things.Diamo

Dario called me himself to tell me that Viola had disappeared.I'd just gotten back from the workshop that afternoon.A number I hadn't saved flashed on the screen. I would have recognized it anywhere.I looked at it for a few seconds, then answered anyway."Elena."Dario's voice was calm. "Viola's escaped."I stopped in my tracks."How?""A former Cavallo bodyguard helped her get out. We've already caught him, but she's contacted the remaining gunmen.""She's coming after me?""Yes."At 11 that night, an explosion went off near the port.The windows rattled.I sat up in bed. A second later, the alarm in the hallway started blaring.Someone shouted over the radio, "The back dock is under attack!"Luca already had his coat on."Let's go."At the same moment, gunfire broke out downstairs.Viola hadn't come to negotiate.She'd brought the remaining Cavallo gunmen and headed straight for the dock access point behind the hotel.Dario's men were closing in from the outside, and hotel securit

I went to the hospital after all.When the car pulled up out front, I stayed in my seat for a long time.Luca didn't rush me."You don't have to go in.""I know.""Or you can go in.""I know."In the end, I pushed the car door open.Dario was badly hurt.One bullet had gone clean through his shoulder, and the other had grazed the edge of his ballistic vest near his abdomen. He'd lost a lot of blood, but thankfully, nothing vital had been hit.I waited outside until the doctor said he was out of danger, then went in to see him.When Dario woke up, it was almost dawn.He was clearly startled to see me.His fingers moved, but he didn't reach for me."You're okay?""I'm okay.""Where's Luca?""Outside."He nodded.After a while, he broke the silence. "You can go."I looked at him.Dario managed a thin smile."I know you're not here to get back together."The old Dario would never have said something like that on his own.I pulled out a chair and sat down."What about Viola?""The police to