Vengeance on My Mafia Husband and His Moonlight

regnant. I can't

igned divorce agree

nd the document fell to th

small belly, "Lucy, please...

be so unreasonable? I told you, Sura saved my life, I can't j

, it felt s

ice everything for him. But when I found out I was pregnant, he threw t

-humiliated myself to the dust-but al

make her child legitimate,

set a

scuous woman, and let everyone in the mafia know-the wife of th

w me as a disgrace. Some even s

out to him, but he

ed in a desolate street

edans surrounded me, cuttin

he car, lighting a lighter with a smirk. "He told me t

the scent of gasol

ed, engulfin

hopelessly in

, re

ce more-whether you leave or not, this marriage is over. I h

don't need to

the pen, signing my name across the pa

's d

m stare

to beg, to throw a fit-lik

I stood up and began packi

ard the door, William cou

need anything, don't

hen let out

be a proper end. Let's not keep in touch. After all, you

at had once been "home," stepping

he ho

headed straight for the hospital, lyi

glaring, and the doctor'

you

my eyes.

o push the instruments into

as Fa

under the night sky, and the whole city wit

nt lights intertwining in a dreamlike dance