Chapter 71: Confiding In Her Mother
Chapter 71: Confiding in Her Mother
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Could he really be like that? Isabe thought about Emanuele, always ready to kill her, delighting in
her suffering. He was a sadistic tormentor, capable of inflicting the most excruciating pain on a living
person.
Such a demon, and yet, he treated those close to him so well?
"Then... what about Emanuele and the women he likes?" Isabe asked cautiously.
She suddenly realized that she knew nothing about whether Emanuele had other women or if he
had other girlfriends while he was with her. The mere thought of it made her feel sick.
"Oh God, I hope not," she prayed internally.
Fortunately, Lilly shook her head. "I''m not sure about that. I''ve never seen Emanuele bring women
home, and even though his father has been pushing him to get married, it doesn''t seem to have any
effect."
Lilly then smiled and continued, "But honestly, you''re the girl I''ve seen Emanuele treat the most
seriously. He actually let me cook for you and spend time with you."
Isabe was shocked. Treated seriously? She couldn''t believe it. If this was what Emanuele''s
version of taking something seriously was, then she was nothing more than an object to him. After
using her, he''d handed her over to his brother like she was amodity.
"So, Isabe, is your distress rted to Emanuele?" Lilly asked with a warm andpassionate
smile, making her look like a therapist.
Isabe nodded. "I thought he might like me, but then he asked me to marry one of his friends."
Even speaking about it to someone else was painful for Isabe. Lilly was surprised and gasped,
"Oh my goodness, he asked you to marry someone directly?!"
She looked at Isabe''s sorrowful face and suddenly understood why she was so heartbroken.
From Isabe''s appearance, she could tell that Isabe had developed feelings for Emanuele, yet
he wanted her to marry someone else.
When Emanuele had requested her presence to cook here, Lilly had suspected that he might have
feelings for Isabe, but Emanuele had denied it, insisting that Isabe was like a little sister. Now,
hearing Isabe''s ount of the situation, Lilly knew what was really going on.
"You like Emanuele, but he doesn''t like you, is that it?" Lilly gently stroked Isabe''s hair, which
used to be as smooth as silk, but now appeared messy due to herck of grooming.
Isabe nodded, her voice quivering. She admitted to herself that she had developed feelings for
Emanuele, but she didn''t dare to confess this in front of others.
"It''s okay, dear," Lilly reassured her. "Emanuele isn''t as ruthless as you might imagine. He''s good to
everyone in the house. You don''t have to think of him as such a terrible person. He brought me here
to take care of you because he already considers you a part of the family. Otherwise, he could have
just left you to fend for yourself, right? I think there might be some misunderstanding."
Isabe found Lilly''s words somewhat reasonable. However, just as Emanuele had stated, he
considered her a part of the family, like a sister. The realization shattered her heart.
"But he still wants me to marry someone. I don''t want to get married, and he doesn''t agree,"
Isabe''s voice trembled, and her tears were about to start falling again. "Lilly, what should I do?
Can you convince him?"
"On that matter, I''m truly not sure," Lilly furrowed her brows as she thought, not finding any good
solution to the problem.
"Emanuele''s decisions are hard to change, Isabe," Lilly began, trying to paint a brighter picture of
rk''s future. "rk is actually a good guy, handsome, ambitious, and marrying him means you''ll
be going to Canada. You won''t have to live in constant fear anymore, and you''ll be free to go
wherever you want, with no one to harm you."
Isabe''s eyes filled with tears, her trembling lips managed to whisper, "I understand."
She was now lost in a sea of despair. Isabe wondered why everyone around her was so loyal to
Emanuele, thinking of him as a great person and even being willing to sacrifice their lives for him.
But in her eyes, Emanuele was nothing short of a demon. He could easily drag her into the abyss,
inflicting endless pain upon her.
Later, Isabe joined Lilly for breakfast, not wanting to worry her. To make Isabe feel better, Lilly
even baked a small cake for her. However, Isabe couldn''t find joy in anything. The approaching
wedding was causing a constant ache in her heart.
Isabe finished her meal and wanted to retreat to her room. She believed that sleep might be the
only way to escape from the harsh reality.
"Isabe, why go to your room? Let''s continue watching the reality show we were enjoying," Lilly
suggested, fearing that Isabe would be consumed by dark thoughts if left alone. She took Isabe
by the arm and led her to the living room, turning on the TV to y the reality show they both liked.
"You see, isn''t this the guy you like?" Lilly made an effort to redirect Isabe''s gaze. "He''s
handsome, gentle, considerate, and incredibly charming."
Isabe gazed at the man on the television screen. This man was so gentle, caring, and polite with
every girl, a true gentleman, theplete opposite of Emanuele.
But Isabe''s mind was still upied with thoughts of Emanuele. She couldn''t help but wonder
what he was doing now and whether he would feel any regret watching her marry rk. Was he
really so heartless? Had all the tenderness of that night been a mere fa?ade?
A string of thoughts tormented Isabe almost to the point of madness. She had never imagined
that she would find herself in such a situation, longing for Emanuele despite his cruelty.
She liked Emanuele, and the thought drove Isabe to the brink of a breakdown. What was even
more agonizing was that Emanuele didn''t like her. The memory of Emanuele''s ruthless attitude
when he asked her to marry rk the previous night filled her with sorrow.
Isabe tried to focus on the reality show, but her mind was locked in her misery. The idea of
bing rk''s bride was almost unbearable.
Yet, the most painful aspect was Emanuele''s cold indifference. Just yesterday, he had been
passionate and intense in bed, as if he couldn''t get enough of her, but not long after, he had
be apletely different person.
Isabe knew she couldn''t resist him, but should she confide in her mother about this?