My Mafia Husband Owes His Sister-in-Law a Child
But when he turned to me, his face a mask of guilt and indecision, I wasn't surprised.
It had been this way ever since Livia got pregnant, hadn't it?
He finally looked at me, his expression a mask of guilt. "Alessia… she needs me. The baby comes first. Everything else has to wait."
I saw Livia's triumphant smirk over his shoulder. "Fine," I said, the word barely a whisper.
From now on, she can be your real wife.
"Get the car ready," I told the guard beside me.
With two bodyguards and a skydiving instructor, I was driven by the family chauffeur to the airport, where we boarded a small private plane and flew toward the skydiving base in the mountains.
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