As he thought about it, seeing Isabe sad, in tears, and grieving for him, he felt like he deserved to die. How could he let Isabe endure such sadness and humiliation? How could he make Isabe so heartbroken?
He loved Isabe, wanting her to always be happy and content.
But looking at it now, what bad deeds had he done? Emanuele suddenly realized that all of Isabe’s sadness and unhappiness stemmed from him.
This feeling made Emanuele feel worse than death itself.
He didn’t know how long Isabe cried in her room upon learning the truth today, leaving so many tear stains on her face.
Emanuele didn’t sleep, nor did he disturb Isabe. He just sat quietly by her bed, gazing at her, watching her sleep because he knew that once Isabe woke up, he wouldn’t see her peaceful sleeping face anymore.
He didn’t know how to exin or what to say for Isabe to believe him.
So, Emanuele sat by Isabe’s side all night, just staring at her face, his expression filled with a hint of crazy longing. He wanted to reach out and touch Isabe, but he instinctively pulled his hand back.
He was afraid that if he touched her, Isabe would wake up.
However, Isabe seemed to have dreamed something that made her cry in her sleep.
“Why… Emanuele, why would you hurt me like this? I believed in you so much, supported your career, and you ended up hurting me…” Isabe said intermittently, tears falling, even though she was still half asleep. Clearly, due to extreme sadness, she was crying even in her dreams.
Seeing Isabe like this broke Emanuele’s heart. He couldn’t bear to see Isabe cry like this, so he immediately held her tightly in his arms.
He said to Isabe, “Isabe, wake up, don’t sleep.”
Although he didn’t want to disturb Isabe’s rest, seeing her cry in her sleep, he felt so heartbroken that he woke her up immediately.N?velDrama.Org holds text ? rights.
Isabe had just fallen asleep, but she had a dream. She dreamt that Emanuele was in bed with Jessie, and he was really enjoying it. No matter how much Isabe tried to call out to Emanuele in the dream, he seemed not to hear her, even praising Jessie’s figure and saying this mustn’t reach Isabe’s ears.
So, she couldn’t help but cry, expressing her disbelief at being betrayed after trusting Emanuele.
Later, she was shaken awake, tears wet on her face, a bit cold, filled with a sense of sadness.
Isabe, taken aback, didn’t expect to cry in her sleep.
When she opened her eyes and saw Emanuele, her sadness vanished instantly, reced by coldness.
Looking at Emanuele, she asked, “Why are you here?”
Just seeing Emanuele made her heart ache, making it hard for her to breathe.
Emanuele, seeing Isabe’s icy expression, immediately said, “Isabe, I’m sorry, listen to my exnation. Jessie framed me, I have no rtionship with her.”
“No rtionship? I find it hard to believe that the formidable Chicago Mafia boss would be captured naked in a photo with Jessie. You and Jessie don’t seem to have an ordinary rtionship.”
“She drugged me; when we finished our task that day and were ready to celebrate, she drugged me. Isabe, I let down my guard with her, I admit this mistake. I was wrong. But, I thought our task was over, that we were partners, she wouldn’t dare do anything to me. Little did I know, she actually dared to plot against me…”
“Emanuele, regardless of whether Jessie plotted against you, the fact remains that she seeded in deceiving you, right? You promised me that you and Jessie were just business partners, but now, you really engaged in it. What should I do?”
Isabe found herself still in Emanuele’s arms, she immediately pushed him away, curling up in a corner, hugging her knees, not wanting any further contact with Emanuele, not even wanting to look at him.
Emanuele, watching Isabe’s cold attitude, realized that she was distancing herself from him. In the past, whenever he came homete at night, even if Isabe was half-asleep, she would subconsciously hold onto him, finding afortable spot in his embrace to continue sleeping.
But now, Isabe was avoiding him, refusing his touch. He didn’t know how much pain Isabe was feeling, but in reality, he was also very upset.
Seeing Isabe getting further and further away from him, he didn’t know what to do to earn Isabe’s forgiveness.
His photo with Jessie, naked, was a headache for Emanuele. He figured everyone who saw that picture probably thought he had slept with Jessie.
But the truth was, it hadn’t happened.
Now, Emanuele was truly at a loss on how to exin.
“Isabe, I swear, if I really had rtions with Jessie, I’ll go to hell from now on, okay?”
“You’ve killed so many people before, you were already heading to hell,” Isabe smirked coldly.
Just seeing Emanuele reminded her of that bed photo, imagining Emanuele making love to another woman in bed, and remembering the scenes from her dream. Was it like that?
Isabe couldn’t bear to continue thinking about it; she felt she might go crazy if she did.
Seeing that Isabe didn’t even want to listen to his sworn promise, Emanuele couldn’t help but furrow his brow.
He didn’t know what to do.
Taking a deep breath, Emanuele asked Isabe, “Isabe, what should I do for you to believe me?”
“Emanuele, let’s get a divorce,” Isabe thought for a moment and said to Emanuele.
“That’s impossible, I don’t agree.”
“Only through a divorce can I forgive you,” Isabe looked at Emanuele.
In reality, she admitted she loved Emanuele a lot, to the point she believed his exnations.
It was ridiculous, believing exnations without any evidence, and yet, she subconsciously trusted them. Had her love for Emanuele deepened to such an extent?
The more it was, the more Isabe felt she should leave Emanuele. She loved Emanuele too much, fearing that one day, if Emanuele no longer loved her, she would die.
Plus, she couldn’t get pregnant, unable to have children; staying with Emanuele was meaningless, and she felt Jessie was a better match for Emanuele. She could help him, while she felt like a fragile ornament alongside him, only causing him troubles to protect her, with no real use.