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Secret Wife Of The Billionaire

Chapter 5 I was just trying to help!

Word Count: 1063    |    Released on: 12/03/2025

crash only made it worse, sending chills down my spine. My bare feet barely touched the cold marble floor as I rushed toward the source of the

into the kitchen, my pulse still racing. Alessandro stood there, his ex

erous stars. He didn't say a word, just stared at the mess as if it had shattered on its o

er. My initial fear melted into worry as I noticed his hand, motionles

ver had just happened. Without thinking, I reached out, wanting to check his wound, but Alessand

laced with irritation. Before I could even process

n meddling in things that don't concern you," he s

just trying to help! You don't have to be so rude a

't ask for your help, and

arms as my hands landed on the shattered glass. A sharp sting followed, and when I lifted my trembling hands, they were smeared with fresh

I trembled. Silent tears traced burning paths down my cheeks, my breat

ced myself to hold back my sobs. This wasn't for him. This wasn't for anyone else. I was d

ing of leaves in the morning breeze, and the soft murmur of water flowing from the fish

e smile, I threw my arms open and shouted, "Good morning, universe!" My voice carried t

he living room, a w

smile as he handed me a plate of breakfast-fluffy panc

was engrossed in the morning newspaper, casually sipping his coffee. The r

," I replied, offering him a grate

hope you did too." His voic

us, the quiet hum of routine wrapp

rst aid kit on the table

it to treat yourself," he said, his tone

his push, the sharp shatter of glass, the searing pain in my hands. Instinctively, I hid

shed me, I wouldn't be in so much pain. The l

napped to me. "What

eath the surface. "I didn't say anything,"

he quiet tension in the room. He glanced at the sc

ted, his voice l

ng-I could feel it. But what? My heart pounded as I watched him,

ck and forceful, his presence like a brewing storm that had just been unleashed. Mr. Aldo followed closely behind,

heavy silence settled in their absence, but my mind raced with questions. What had gotten him so worked up? Wha

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