Isabe was video chatting with Emanuele. Only his face was visible, nothing below the neck. Hisplexion appeared normal, healthy, rosy, showing no signs of post-injury fatigue. He had been recuperating well in the hospital, eating and sleeping well, and naturally had a goodplexion. However, Isabe noticed something odd in the background behind Emanuele. It wasn’t their apartment.


    “Emanuele, where are you?” she asked.


    “I’m at Phillip’s ce now. I was too tiredst night, so I just stayed over at his house,” Emanuele calmly lied.


    Isabe didn’t suspect Emanuele, but she felt that the decor in Phillip’s house seemed familiar, like she had seen it somewhere before.


    “When will things be resolved over there? I want toe back. Although Grazia and Ro have been treating me well, I miss you,” she said.C0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org.


    She missed Emanuele, missed everything about Chicago. As Isabe watched the video, a hint of worry clouded her face. Her brow slightly furrowed. Truth be told, Emanuele also felt distressed. He loved Isabe so much, he wished to give her all the happiness, make her carefree and content. However, he suddenly realized his limitations. He couldn’t even manage this situation.


    At the thought, Emanuele was overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness.


    “Isabe, don’t worry. As soon as things are sorted out, I’lle to Italy to pick you up, alright? Just have fun there for now.”


    However, Emanuele knew that his recovery would take at least another two weeks, and that was just for the physical wounds. His leg injury wouldn’t heal that easily.


    Thinking about this made Emanuele feel agitated, but he knew he had to keep calm and reassure Isabe.


    “At most, a half month, Isabe. Trust me, within two weeks, I will definitely be able to resolve the issue.”


    “Okay, I trust you,” Isabe said, although she felt that half a month was a long time. She didn’t dare rush Emanuele, she was worried that his impatience might lead to danger.


    After chatting for a while, Isabe showed Grazia’s child to Emanuele. Emanuele smiled happily, “It’s hard to imagine, I’ve be an uncle.”


    This was his nephew, and in all likelihood, the future head of the Italian mafia.


    “Yes, he’s very cute and well-behaved. Emanuele, I really hope you cane and see him soon.”


    After they finished their call, Isabe ended the video chat. The days without meeting were truly agonizing. Despite being able to video chat, it wasn’t enough. She longed to hug and cuddle Emanuele, to feel his warmth, his breath, and his sturdy muscles. These were all things Isabe yearned for. She hoped that in half a month, Emanuele would be able toe and get her.


    Suddenly, Isabe remembered something. Wait, she had just noticed that the wall behind Emanuele was snow white, the bed was also white, and the bedside table next to it, although only partially visible, seemed oddly familiar to her.


    Earlier, she had just felt it was familiar, but now, she suddenly remembered where she had seen it before. This ce looked remarkably like the hospital she had been in before! Because of her previous miscarriage, she had stayed in the hospital for a while, and that’s why she found it so familiar just now.


    Now it all came back to her.


    Why was Emanuele in the hospital? Was it because he was injured? Because he was ill and had been admitted?


    Countless thoughts swirled in Isabe’s mind. Was Emanuele unwilling to tell her the truth because he was afraid she would worry?


    Even though during the video call, Emanuele seemed fine and didn’t look injured, he was such a deep thinker that it was normal for him to disguise his condition so she couldn’t tell.


    At that moment, Isabe suddenly felt a bit flustered.


    Don’t panic.


    Don’t panic.


    Stay calm.


    Isabe took a deep breath, gradually calming herself down. Then, she called Evelyn.


    Recently, Evelyn’s rtionship with James had improved, but having gone through previous emotional traumas, she knew she couldn’t be as hasty as before. She had agreed with James to take things slowly. This was why, even though they had been dating for a while, they hadn’t moved in together. After each date, they went their separate ways. She hadn’t told her parents about her rtionship with James yet. James looked like a jerk, with arge build and covered in tattoos. He didn’t seem like a good person.


    Her parents also worried about her. Now she knew she had to first calm her parents’ emotions and meetJames privately. At this moment, Evelyn received Isabe’s call.


    “Isabe, I heard you’re still in Italy. Are you okay?”


    “I’m fine, it’s safe over here. By the way, Evelyn, how are things with James?”


    Isabe suppressed her inner desire to ask directly. She knew that Evelyn and James were in a romantic rtionship, and James was a part of Emanuele’s circle. If Emanuele wanted to keep something from her, he would have instructed James to keep it from Evelyn as well. Even though Evelyn was her good friend, if Evelyn thought it was for her own good, she would definitely go along with keeping it from her. She could only inquire indirectly from Evelyn.


    “It’s good. But I haven’t told my parents for now. They were quite shocked before,” Evelyn said, her face disying a happy smile when she mentioned James.


    “That’s good. How is James? Is he gentle? Have you been on any recent dates?” Isabe asked.


    “Yes, we have. We even went to see a movie together yesterday. Can you believe it? He actually cried while watching a romance movie,” Evelyn couldn’t help but burst intoughter.


    Upon hearing that Evelyn and James went to the movies together yesterday, Isabe knew her guess was true. It seemed that Chicago waspletely safe now, and Emanuele had resolved the crisis. Otherwise, if James, Emanuele’s most important assistant, would be on the front line, how would he have the mood to go to the movies with Evelyn?


    With this in mind, Isabe chatted with Evelyn for a few more moments before ending the call. Turning to Grazia, she said, “I want to go back to Chicago.”


    She didn’t know how serious Emanuele’s injury was at the moment, but she would feel very guilty not being by his side during his most vulnerable time. In fact, she was very sad now. Emanuele was injured, and he had kept it from her, even though she was his wife, his closest person. Regardless of the reason he kept it from her, it made Isabe feel angry.