Isabe left the hospital, but her heart still ached. She ran and cried, feeling like her tears were about to dry up. Coming out of the hospital, Isabe didn’t see Emanuele chasing after her. She breathed a sigh of relief because she didn’t know how to face Emanuele. But at the same time, she felt even more distressed. She couldn’t believe that Emanuele didn’t even want to chase after her. Seeing her leave so heartbroken, he didn’t care at all? He didn’te after her? Thinking of this, Isabe suddenly felt very tired, negative emotions building up in her heart, feeling like she had umted a lot of heavy things in her heart, which made her feel like she couldn’t breathe.


    After getting into the car, Tony drove, ready to take Isabe back to the apartment. However, when they were almost at the apartment, Isabe thought of something. She immediately said to Tony, “Wait, I’m not going back. Let’s go somewhere else first.”


    Since the apartment belonged to Emanuele, and they were currently fighting, it seemed like Emanuele had a good rtionship with Karen. So, what was she going back for? Perhaps soon, the mistress of the apartment would be Karen. Actually, thinking about it carefully, Karen and Emanuele were indeed a perfect match. On the surface, Karen was very beautiful, with an impable figure, and Emanuele was handsome and tall. Their backgrounds were simr as well. Karen was a Bratva princess, and Emanuele was the head of the Chicago Mafia. They had simr life experiences, and together, they were a powerfulbination. Unlike her, a normal woman with nothing, not part of the Mafia. So, every time Emanuele was in danger, she could only worry on the side. The only thing she could do to help Emanuele was to listen to him and protect herself. Apart from that, she could do nothing. This time, Emanuele was injured, and he didn’t even inform her. At first, she thought it was because Emanuele didn’t want her to worry, so he didn’t tell her. Now it seemed that she was just being presumptuous because Emanuele already had Karen by his side, so she was superfluous.


    Tony heard that Isabe wasn’t going back to the apartment and became anxious. Even though they knew that Chicago was now safe, Isabe not going back to the apartment meant they were afraid she wouldn’t go back at all. Damn it, if that were the case, he would me himself to death. He shouldn’t have listened to his wife. He should have secretly told the boss. The boss could have been prepared in time, instead of the current situation where there was conflict between him and his wife. Thinking of this, Tony immediately said, “Madam, there must be some misunderstanding between you and the boss. Maybe he kept it from you to prevent you from worrying.”


    “He didn’t want me to worry, so he deliberately had Karen fly over from Russia to take care of him? He clearly knew that Karen likes him, and she has hurt me before.”


    It was this malicious woman, and yet Emanuele actually let her stay to take care of him. At that moment, Isabe felt very heartbroken. Emanuele would rather have such a woman take care of him than have here back from Italy. Did this mean she wasn’t that important to Emanuele?


    “I think maybe it’s just a coincidence,” Tony cautiously exined, not knowing what else to say. Coincidence? Upon hearing this word, Isabe couldn’t help but sneer. Where in the world are there such coincidences? She would rather believe she could win a million dors in the lottery than believe in such a coincidence. When she was framed by Karen, she was so innocent, and at that time, Emanuele was very angry and made Karen leave Chicago. Who knew, not long after, Karen came back and was even apanying Emanuele when he was sick. The more Isabe thought about it, the more distressed she felt, her eyes sore, feeling like tears were about to fall again. She looked at her phone, surprised that Emanuele hadn’t even called her. She was so angry and upset, and yet, did he really not want to exin after she said she didn’t want to hear his exnation?


    Thinking about this, Isabe called Evelyn, “Evelyn, are you free? How about we go to the bar for a while?”


    When Harry heard that Isabe wanted to go to the bar, he nced at Tony and immediately messaged Emanuele about it. They hadn’t told Emanuele before and quietly returned from Italy, causing trouble. If they didn’t tell the boss about this, the boss might really kill them another day. When Emanuele heard thatIsabe wanted to go to the bar, he frowned. He thought about stopping Isabe but decided against it. Instead, he told Harry, “If she wants to go, let her. Take her to my bar; it’s safe there.”


    Since he couldn’t stop Isabe, he decided to let her go to a safer bar. She was so heartbroken; she would definitely want to drink and forget her sorrows. Thinking that Isabe was feeling this way because of him, Emanuele felt guilty, as if the guilt would devour him whole. Unfortunately, he couldn’t go see Isabe now. Even if she was heartbroken, he knew he couldn’t see her. If Isabe found out that he might be permanently disabled, she would be even more upset. Moreover, his numerous wounds made him look like a broken doll. It was likely that he wouldn’t be able to be the same powerful Mafia leader as before. He couldn’t ept bing this way, how could Isabe ept it?


    He liked Isabe, so he hoped to show her his perfect side, not this sorry state. But what could he do? What if his leg never healed? Thinking of Isabe’s saddened state just now, Emanuele felt a tightness in his chest. He had hurt Isabe, for whatever reason, he had truly made Isabe sad and upset. He was a sinner!


    Evelyn was surprised to hear that Isabe wanted to go to the bar. “Isabe, you’re back? When did youe back? You’re so happy, you want to go to the bar?” She thought Isabe wanted to go to the bar to celebrate,pletely unaware of Isabe’s sorrowful mood.


    “Yes, to celebrate,” Isabe replied.


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    Isabe didn’t know which bar to go to, and at that moment, Harry immediately said, “Madam, I know a great bar we used to frequent. Would you like to experience it?”


    “Sure, thank you,” Isabe said to Harry.


    Harry breathed a sigh of relief and instructed Tony to drive to that bar. He knew this was Emanuele’s wish.