The Mafia Don's Obsession

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a nightmare-a terrible, haunting n

me wasn't real-that my husband of six years wasn't holding another woman in his lap, wasn't kissing her

ou now," Caelina whispered to my husband, he

nt. "You're pregnant. Do you really think you can handle me? You

he scene unfold, neither of them

at I was seeing-but the words were stuck in my throat.

s, but she froze for a moment when her gaze locked with mine. Then,

, completely unaware of my presence. "You know I ca

ve out beneath me. My vision blurred, the world around m

ssible. Yet the delight in Caelina's eyes as she

hing that might hurt him," Caelina laughed, guiding Da

but the words died in his throat when he finally looked up an

to keep control. "It's your what?" This time, my voice was barely a whisper, trembling with the weight of

, leaning against the wall for support.

pected him to rush over, to scramble for an apology or at least offer some excuse for what I had just witnessed. But h

eady and devoid of emotion. "But since it seems you've heard everything, I'll tell

step toward him, but before I knew it, my legs gave out, and I collapsed to the floor, my knees scrapin

e stared at me on the floor. He didn't even bother to stand and help me up.

The person staring at me now

I finally managed to rise, I grabbed onto the ne

oice shaky as I pointed to Caelina. "You cheated on me, and not

a rolled her eyes at me, quickly replacing her expression with a feigned timidness. "Valentina, I- I honestly didn't push you down the

shoved me down the stairs-I never believed it was a mistake, not after the smirk she wore as I bled on the ground. Damien had consoled me a

knew exactly what you did, and you knew it wasn't a mistake. Aren't you ashamed? You not only killed my child

rabbed my hand roughly, his icy glare sending a chill through me. "I told you to stop blaming Caelina for that mis

r the pounding in my head. "You're blaming me? She killed our child, Damien. I know she was your first

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his time, it was because my husband-the man who had ne

me like that? Have you forgotten your place? You blame everyone but yourself and always act like

iced through me, but my consciousness was already fading. I clung to

trembling with astonishment. He only sco

house now. The divorce papers will be delivered by my lawyer. Sign them quietly and don't cause any more drama

I finally came to my senses. I scrambled to my

e, their mocking eyes focused on me. But I didn't car

I only had a year left to live. Maybe,

rds, something differen

divorce, Damien. You would be making

ut Damien just looked at m

d him. According to him, an illegiti