The billionaire's secret son

dless cry. Her life was already difficult to bear, and now that

ntonella to back away as if her life were threatened. "He has an obli

th urine and threw it in the trash. "That man didn't even apologize to my family

at Antonella's argume

not realizing that her questioning only made things worse.

dered that possibility. An abortion was out of the ques

d, immediately rejecting the suggestion. "This

ituation. Thousands of questions were swirling in her mind all at once. How would she hide the pr

ouse." Suddenly, her thoughts came to life, slipping fr

t her. "Are you really going to go through with

roached. "And this will be our secret.

e pharmacy owner startled them when he knocked on the metal door and demanded they leave the bathroom immediatel

nfused about what to do next. Anton

with a lost look. "Do I take you back to the

e revealed. "The interview is scheduled for two days from

h a broken heart, imagining

he took her hand and squeezed it affectionately. "If I

a few seconds, but soon the an

ew for the second time," she commented, amusingly, for deceiving her f

re eager

r face red with pain. "I need to take control of my life from

as she leaned in to hug her. They

asked with a choked voice,

up, which I've been putting aside since my teenage ye

out some money, handing it to Antonella. At first, she refused to acce

ook the money from her hands. "But you have to promise me yo

Antonella would leave that city, never to return. She arrived home quietly an

he spoke, but there were traces of disbelief. "I start tomorr

he cried with the memories and regretted that her life had taken such an unpredictable turn. Likewise, she ran her hand ligh

. Her absence would bring a lesser burden to that moment. She watched as Francesca prepared her fav

ld be her mother. Francesca was the only one who had always shown

beamed with happiness, not realizing th

maliciously. "Antonella does nothing in this hous

ng to give Alessia a sharp repl

more, Alessia," she said. "In fact, you'll enj

Francesca's face was heavy and sorrowful. "I

to go to sleep early because of work. But Antonella didn't sleep that night. At the agreed time, she went down the stairs

ot even under torture," Antonella mad

ed her, crying once m

hermore, she held back her tears as long as she could when she finally realized that