Wishing for my husband´s child

ie M

t a di

held the paper my hus

ose cruel words came from the same lips tha

s, that's enough," I tried to smil

growled, impatiently tossing the pape

read the documents over and over, wit

face showed n

Amelie. You must leave

ain. It couldn't be true, he.

d away, but I

ng you left as usual, we kissed, every

y, and his words struck

ymore, Amelie. I wan

just kick me out like this, jus

ith contempt. "You couldn't even give

it! We had an agreement, we were

salía is abo

hearing that name. Ro

y arm. He dragged me across the room

disgust me. I never w

t I did it anyway. Then, with a brutal shove, he threw me onto t

of that door. My heart shat

to die ri

I had emancipated myself from my family to be with him. I had invested every last cent of my sa

onths

self standing in front of my father's coffin. Beside me, my

urmured through her tears. "We can't be left on the stree

dagger. Carefully, I released her hand from my

e... but even mo

pered, as tears rolled down my cheeks

verything to Armando. And now I ha

hout a hint of guilt, taking my arm to le

and angrily wip

want to go? Wha

handed me a document. I read it carefu

t agree to go with that man, my father's company would go bankrupt.

ould end u

folder against the man's chest

my audacity, pin

. "You have no other option. You must go with this

you give me two minutes alone with my moth

a few steps away. Then I lo

't force me, Mom. I'm going through a divorce, I can barely

thout hesitation. "You only have to marry him for

r!" I clenched my tee

deep breath, no

. He helped your father more than you will ever kno

waiting, clea

feet, as if I were being led to trial. Outside, a sports car w

I am at your service, my

couldn't hide my bitterness, as the car sped awa

stently in my pocket.

her, can we meet? I know it wasn't your fault

mediately... it was