Chapter 77: A Lifetime Of Regret
Chapter 77: A Lifetime of Regret
However, rk''s advances were in vain because Isabe pushed him away. It was only then that
Isabe realized she couldn''t ept intimate contact with other men. rk''s kisses, even just a
peck on the cheek, made her stomach twist, her body grow stiff, and she had to control her
breathing to calm herself.
"Are you okay, Isabe?" rk noticed her palingplexion and couldn''t help but worry.
"I''m fine, maybe just not feeling well," Isabe replied.
"Well, let''s head back early. You need proper rest," rk suggested, guiding Isabe outside. "We''ll
have plenty of time for shopping, and once we''re in Canada, there won''t be any danger, and you
can go out anytime."
Listening to rk describing their future together made Isabe''s stomach churn even more. The
food she had forced down earlier now seemed to battle in her stomach, making her want to throw
up. She didn''t understand her resistance to rk. Was it because someone else was on her mind?
As she walked, she felt weak and had to rely on rk''s support. It was a far cry from being in
Emanuele''s arms, a sensation she longed for. She resisted the intimacy with rk.
...
"We''ve lost some of our best brothers!" Emanuele roared, his tone filled with grief and anger. If he
saw their enemies right now, he''d tear them apart.
Several sleepless nights had left Emanuele with bloodshot, reddened eyes, and he seemed as
aggressive as a wild beast.
"We''re all grieving," James replied, clenching his jaw to control his emotions.
"What should we do next?" he asked Emanuele.
"We must find Frederick''s hideout as soon as possible," Emanuele said through gritted teeth. Only
then could he rip Frederick apart, tear out his guts, and shatter his spine, making him crawl like a
dog on the ground.
"Those Sicilian guys are keeping their mouths shut, but that''s fine. Our target area has narrowed
down," Phillip said, focusing on the red dots they''d marked on the map.
Emanuele stared at that red dot. Frederick wasn''t in Chicago anymore; he was in New York. It was
ridiculous that he''d invaded Emanuele''s territory and now turned into a cowardly turtle, hiding from
him.
But they only had a handful of people in New York, and finding Frederick''s whereabouts in the entire
city wouldn''t be a simple task.
Nheless, he''d find him as soon as possible. After the wedding, he''d go to Frederick''s doorstep
and deliver a bullet engraved with his name.
"Get the investigation going. I hope to find him within two weeks."
"Boss, you could still put an end to all of this," Phillip suddenly spoke.
"The war can''t stop," Emanuele said coldly.
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"I meant the wedding."
Wedding? Emanuele suddenly realized that Isabe''s wedding was just three days away. Time had
passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a week had gone by.
And now, rk had already arrived at the upscale apartment. He should be busy building a
rtionship with Isabe, right? Just the thought of it sent Emanuele into a frenzied panic. It felt like
the blood in his veins was boiling, making him want to kill someone.
At this moment, Emanuele''s face turned as dark as it could get. "She''s getting married, what''s it to
me?"
"I know it''s hard to change your decision," Phillip sighed. "But... damn it, Boss, I really don''t want
you to regret this."
While Phillip and Emanuele had a superior-subordinate rtionship in the office, they were close
friends beyond that, often drinking and going to nightclubs together. But Phillip''s words now only
fueled the fiery rage within Emanuele.
"Shut your damn mouth! I don''t have time for this now!" Emanuele shouted.
"If you don''t have time to care about Isabe now, then fine. But when she''s really married, you''ll
live a lifetime of regret," Phillip said, growing desperate. He had taken the liberty to speak up
because he genuinely didn''t want to see Emanuele regret this decision.
"Get out, I''ll figure this out on my own!" Emanuele told Phillip, who immediately turned and closed
the door behind him.
In the office, Emanuele was left alone, and his anger had dissipated. A profound sadness had
spread through his heart. He tried to shift his focus back to finding Frederick, staring intensely at the
address on the map. However, his thoughts kept drifting back to Phillip''s words.
Despite his reluctance to admit it, Isabe held a significant ce in his heart. He was willing to risk
everything, even his life, for her. The busy schedule of recent times was partly his way of avoiding
thoughts about Isabe.
The idea of Isabe marrying rk and lying in another man''s arms tore at his heart like ants
gnawing at it. But for the sake of his sanity and Isabe''s safety, this wedding had to proceed. It was
essential.
Still, Emanuele didn''t understand why he had driven to Isabe''s upscale apartment while on his
way home. He remembered thest time he''de here when Lilly had informed him of Isabe''s
illness. At that time, he had put down his work and sped to her side. Her pale and fragile
appearance had tormented him.
After waiting a long time for her to wake up, seeing her sad and broken, he had felt his own heart
clenched in someone''s grip. He had to make an effort to maintain his cold, unfeeling exterior.
Right now, he couldn''t even guarantee his safety, so how could he protect Isabe? Marrying rk
was the best choice for her. So, he tried to put aside his emotions and continued arranging
Isabe''s wedding with rk. He didn''t want to let a woman distract him. He had to focus on solving
the current problems.
But he didn''t know why, today, due to Phillip''s words, he found himself near Isabe''s upscale
apartment. He resisted the urge to go up and instead sat in his car, lighting a cigarette. Just a quick
look, he told himself.
At that moment, Emanuele saw several cars approaching from a distance, and he recognized them.
It was rk''s security detail. The cars parked in front of the apartment building, and the door
opened. rk was helping Isabe out, and she leaned into his embracepletely.