Betrayed Heart

d passed, and she knew she had to get moving. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and swung he

ant. As she bathed and dressed in her uniform - a bright yellow jersey and black jeans - she couldn't

y to be greeted by the acrid smell of burnt food. Her eyes watered as she coughed and sneezed, her gaze fall

art sank. This was the third time this week that her sibling

exclaimed, exasperation etched on her

a mischievous glance, and Giuli

rugging her shoulders. "Christian was

, "I was busy helpin

tion. "You're twins, for crying out l

other, then back at Giulia, their

Giulia," they c

ead. "Just...just get out of

s, Cindy called out, "Hey, Giul

dening in horror. "You mean that..

nned. "Yeah, t

You're trying to poi

d Giulia couldn't help but smile. Despite t

e said, shaking her head. "I have

dy and Christian called out in u

dy and Christian to their bickering. But as soon

eye on the stove," Cindy

ting me with your egg-crackin

My egg-cracking antics? You're the

Well, at least I don't burn

h rage. "That was one time,

ike it was an accident when you spilled

just mad because Giulia is alway

hat's not true! And even if it was, it

he twins were standing nose to

Cindy bursted into a loud la

y"He l

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ther, Millan. The tension in the air was palp

M•K Company," Millan yelled, his face red with rage. "Yo

is voice was laced with steel. "I'm not a

call that girl a decision? She's

s cool. "Giulia is more than just a waitress. She'

streaming down her face. "Richard, please lis

's best for me? You mean what's b

d uncontrollably. Millan's expression t

room, a sly smile spreading across he

firm. "I'm not a child, Aunt Syl

her fists, but Richard didn't notice. He

my wife," Richard stated, his voice firm

rage. Sylvia's eyes flashed with anger, but Richard

his family's disapproval bearing down on him. But he didn't care

, his personal assistant, Jame

u requested," James said,

nts quickly. It was the information

folder into his pocket. "I'll be going o

ll, sir. Shall I have t

ames quickly stepped a

but think about Giulia. He had been planning this surprise

roke into his thoughts, and he smi

make his move,

errace glaring deadly at his car

e door behind her. She was seething with a

rame. It was a photo of her and Richard, taken when he was just a boy. She had al

on the table lamp, shattering the glass. She felt a twisted

arded her opinions. She felt like he was slipping further and fu

about Giulia. She had warned her brother about the girl

family. Richard was slipping away from her

one, so powerless. She had always been the strong one, the one who

ving deep scratches. She didn't care. She just wanted to hurt, t

suddenly, she felt a spark of determination ignite within her. She w

line. She would fight for her family, fight for what wa

**

into the restaurant, her boss's stern exp

ted, trying to sound cheerful

face red with anger. "Who owns

his tone. "You, sir...but what's w

e table, making Giulia jump. "You

apologize, but Mr. Jones cut her off.

in silence. She knew how much she needed this

forward to escort her out, a cold, au

I'll shut down

e, striding towards her. His eyes locked onto hers, and he

ned the box, revealing a stunning di

th all eyes fixed on the dramat

had been punched in the gu

ind reeling with the sudden proposal. She love

Richard's eyes never left hers,

he asked, his voice low an