The Heir Wasn't Mine
My love story with my Don husband was once the model relationship for couples all across Edale.
But after his sudden death, the notary informed me that I was not the first in line to inherit his estate.
I froze.
Christian Fuzio was an only child. His parents had long passed away. We had no children. If I wasn't the first in line, then who was?
That was when the boy walked in. His face was a perfect copy of Zoe Sgotti, Christian's assistant.
The boy crossed his arms and sneered. "Mrs. Fuzio, the person my father loved most in his life was my mother. Of course, most of the inheritance belongs to us."
Rae… Ray…
Only then did I realize that the name he had whispered on his deathbed was never mine.
I lunged forward to question Ray, but he shoved me into the traffic.
The moment my head slammed against the ground, darkness swallowed everything.
When I opened my eyes once more…
I stared at my young, strong hands. Feeling the life that I had once lost growing inside me, I finally understood that I had been given another chance.
Christian, this time, I no longer wanted your fake love. I would grant the three of you all the happiness that you wanted.