Now Emanuele also began to hesitate, should he truly set Isabe free, would she be happier?


    After all, when Isabe was with him, he couldn’t guarantee her safety.


    Now, being set up when he was on a mission, causing misunderstanding from Isabe.


    Although he knew nothing happened between him and Jessie, but with the photos and evidence present, he couldn’t clear his name, how could Isabe believe him?


    Actually, upon closer examination, Isabe had experienced a lot after marrying him.


    He couldn’t protect her, should he divorce her and let her be free, would Isabe be happier?


    But every time he thought about Isabe leaving his world, Emanuele felt incredibly sad.


    In his view, Isabe had already fully integrated into his life, bing one with him.


    If Isabe suddenly left him now, Emanuele would feel like his world had turned ck and white, perhaps never knowing what happiness felt like again.


    Past Emanuele was so cold and ruthless, indifferent to killing, his life existing for the Mafia’s business, even strangers who witnessed his actions might end up dead.


    Just like the first time he saw Isabe, back then she was so innocent, even helping him with his wounds, but he was afraid she might reveal something and considered killing her.


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    Otherwise, their story wouldn’t have unfolded as it had.


    Later on, being with Isabe, Emanuele became more humane.


    Not as trigger-happy as before, he also developed empathy and perspective-taking.


    He knew that such thoughts were deadly for a Mafia boss.


    They had to be ruthless and merciless, killing without hesitation to remain invincible.


    To soften, to hesitate, would only put them in more danger.


    Especially with someone he cared for.


    Yet, Emanuele didn’t regret loving Isabe, though he also realized he couldn’t make her happy.


    Unlike before, where he might have considered that even if Isabe didn’t love him, he could keep her by his side forever, even in death.


    But now, Emanuele wished for Isabe’s happiness.


    In these days, Emanuele hadn’t visited Isabe, and she had started to calm down.


    Jessie still asionally messaged her.


    “Isabe, how are you feeling now? If our actions caused problems between you and Emanuele, I’d me myself.”


    “Well, I don’t know what to do, to make up for that, I decided to split the profits with Emanuele. Isabe, I hope this shows my remorse.”


    “Actually, I think Emanuele is great, handsome and capable, a real man. Isabe, I think you shouldn’t be mad at him.”


    “If I knew Emanuele before, we would have been together for sure. Honestly, he’s very manly.”


    Reading Jessie’sst message, Isabe’s scalp tingled, feeling like Jessie was insinuating about Emanuele’s performance in bed.


    Did Emanuele really not have any rtionship with Jessie? Then why would she say such things?


    Was she trying to frame Emanuele? Drive a wedge between her and Emanuele?


    At this moment, Isabe’s mind was filled with numerous thoughts, causing her emotions to crumble.


    She felt, perhaps Jessie was more suitable for Emanuele, their styles were simr, both being Mafia people, Jessie ruling New York, Emanuele in Chicago, together Emanuele would surely fare better than being with her now.


    Emanuele wouldn’t need to worry about protecting her, facing difficulties or needing help, Jessie could assist him.


    Though Isabe didn’t know the specifics between Emanuele and Jessie, she still loved Emanuele.


    Now, she felt Emanuele being with Jessie would truly be better than being with her.


    Thinking this, Isabe felt a wave of sadness.


    Being with Emanuele meant facing so many dangers, she was in pain, and Emanuele was in pain.


    She locked herself in the apartment, lost in thought, but she knew her resolve to divorce Emanuele had only grown stronger.


    Just then, Emanuele returned to the apartment.


    It had been four days since theyst met, Emanuele thought Isabe would have calmed down in those four days.


    But as soon as he appeared, he noticed Isabe’s eyes were filled with distance.


    This deeply pained Emanuele.


    “Isabe, can’t we not divorce?” Emanuele’s voice choked out.


    “Emanuele, but you’ve seen it too, being with you, I’ve been enduring a lot of pain.”


    Emanuele’s throat clenched, he knew, knew that being with him, Isabe had gone through many hardships, not just physical pain but mental anguish as well.


    Emanuele also wanted to selfishly keep Isabe by his side, but as he saw the sorrow in Isabe’s eyes, he abruptly stopped.


    He recalled when he first met Isabe, back then she was as bright as the sun.


    No matter how he tormented her, Isabe remained stubborn, unwilling to yield, as if she could never be conquered.


    And back then, she didn’t look sad.


    Even though at times she was filled with fear, scared, her eyes still held defiance, challenging him to conquer her.


    Contrary to her current state.


    Her eyes were filled with grief, all that stubbornness from the past had disappeared, as if a diamond had lost its luster, turning into an ordinary stone.


    And it was all because of him! Because of him, Isabe had be like this.


    These thoughts swirled in Emanuele’s mind, making him feel like a sinful criminal.


    Should he continue to keep Isabe by his side?


    Emanuele wondered, should he choose to respect Isabe’s thoughts?