Isabe was in a daze as she slept, feeling strange sensations within her body. In her dreams, a little girl appeared before her, seemingly trying tomunicate something.


    “Mom… Mom…” Isabe heard her calling out to her.


    It was her daughter!


    Isabe gazed at the little girl, so sweet and adorable, and couldn’t resist reaching out to touch her. However, just as she was about to make contact, the little girl suddenly moved away from her. Then, Isabe saw that the girl had grown a pair of wings on her back, like an angel.


    “Mom, I will miss you.” With these words, the little girl pped her wings and flew away, disregarding Isabe’s desperate calls.


    Slowly, she vanished from Isabe’s sight. Isabe felt her heart wrench with unbearable pain and copsed to the ground, crying.


    Isabe suddenly woke up, staring at the white ceiling, the smell of disinfectant lingering in the air. She noticed the IV in her hand.


    She immediately threw off her covers and looked at her t stomach. In that moment, Isabe screamed, “Oh no!”


    She couldn’t ept this reality. The child was gone? Really gone? Just like in her dream, her child hadpletely disappeared?


    She recalled what had happened before she fainted. She remembered feeling an intense pain in her abdomen, as if some liquid was flowing out of her, then losing consciousness due to the excruciating pain.


    It was at that moment her daughter had passed away!


    Oh, she couldn’t bear it. Isabe broke down, pounding her own head.


    “Why didn’t I take care of her?”


    Emanuele had been sleeping next to Isabe and woke up abruptly at her cries, grasping her hand.


    “Isabe, calm down.”


    Tears streamed down Isabe’s face, flowing more and more, like a waterfall. She trembled all over, looking at Emanuele.


    “Emanuele, why did this happen? Why did our daughter die? Why, why on earth!”


    She cried until she nearly fainted, her face turning pale fromck of breath.


    She couldn’t ept this reality. She looked at Emanuele. “Tell me, our daughter is still inside me, safe and sound, right?”


    Seeing Isabe’s anguished eyes, Emanuele felt as though his heart was being pricked by countless needles, a dense and piercing pain that even made breathing feel like a stab in the lungs.


    He couldn’t even bear to look into Isabe’s eyes. He knew it was his failure to protect her that had led to this.


    He wasn’t a worthy husband. He couldn’t even protect his own wife.


    Realizing this, Emanuele reached out and embraced Isabe. “Isabe, we will have another child.”


    Upon hearing these words, Isabe understood Emanuele’s meaning and paused before crying even harder.


    She clung to Emanuele, her tears and mucus staining his clothes.


    “Why? I tried so hard, so painstakingly, to protect her, why did this still happen? I did nothing, how could she leave me? Emanuele, I can’t ept it!”


    Isabe began to hup, gasping for breath, her face turning from pale to a strained, breathless red.


    Emanuele continued to stroke her back, trying to soothe her.


    She looked so terrible now, he was truly worried, worried that she couldn’t catch her breath.


    “Isabe, you’ve just had surgery. Your body can’t handle such intense emotions right now.” Emanuele kissed her forehead, attempting to calm her down.


    But Isabe’s body continued to tremble uncontrobly, like a pitiful little kitten curled up in his arms.


    Finally, amidst her tears, Isabe fainted in his embrace.


    “Isabe, Isabe, wake up!” Emanuele shook her, trying to rouse her, but there was no response.


    He immediately called for a doctor.


    “She fainted due to an overload of emotions, her body couldn’t handle it.”


    Emanuele looked at the unconscious Isabe, cupping her face and kissing her on the lips. Then, he wiped away her tears.


    Isabe, please, get well soon.


    Although Emanuele was in agony, he knew he had to be strong. He was now Isabe’s only support.


    He gently stroked her hair and sighed.This content belongs to N?/velDra/ma.Org .


    At that moment, James called him.


    “Boss, we’ve sessfully moved Evelyn’s parents to a safe location and captured the people William had hidden in their house, though theymitted suicide.”


    Theymitted suicide to avoid leaving any clues.


    So, William still remained atrge.


    “I never expected William’s men to be so loyal,” Emanuele said with a sardonic smile. Indeed, those cursed Sicilian men were good for nothing, but when it came to loyalty, they ranked first. Since they invaded his city, they had been prepared to make sacrifices. No matter how he tortured them, they remained as solid as iron, refusing to speak a single truthful word.


    “James, we must capture William. I hope we can find him within this week.”


    “Understood,” James nodded. “We’ve located William’s movements. I believe we’ll find him soon.”


    After ending the call, Emanuele looked at Isabe lying in bed. She seemed as fragile as a porcin doll, as if she would shatter with the slightest touch.


    He had always been selfish. When he married Isabe, he knew he was putting her in danger, but he couldn’t bear a life without her. Now, he suddenly felt regret.


    If Isabe had married rk, even if he didn’t love her, at least she would have had a safe life without any danger. But with him, she had experienced so much peril. If not for luck, she might have already perished.


    At that moment, Emanuele felt terribly guilty. He couldn’t ensure Isabe’s safety and had allowed her to suffer so much.


    He held Isabe’s hand, intertwining their fingers, and kissed the back of her hand.


    “Isabe, I won’t let you go through this again.”


    When Isabe woke up the second time, she appeared calmer due to the sedative the doctor had administered. Emanuele brought food, intending to feed her, but Isabe shook her head.


    “I’m not hungry. I have no appetite.”


    She still didn’t know why she had lost her child and where things had gone wrong.