A Heart in Ruins
“Brother, I’ve decide to get a divorce.”
There was only a moment’s dead silence on the line.
Then, Gilbert Cross’s voice came through, “You just married Vittorio yesterday!”
I pondered it in my mind, a bitter smile touching my lips. It wasn't yesterday. It had been exactly 6,209 days.
In my previous life,for the seventeen years of my marriage to Vittorio Croft, we were indeed the picture of perfect harmony.
However, our fragile illusion came into pieces the day my older sister passed away from a critical illness. Grief-stricken, Vittorio suddenly fell severely ill himself.
When he finally woke up from his coma, his assistant asked, “Sir, what about Silvia Cross?”
Vittorio hadn't even blin
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