Too busy.

Still feeling sad about what had transpired with Thiago,Fabiola felt a weight on her chest that made it hard for her to breathe.

She had spent so much effort to come to Barcelona and find out her real identity…to find her family.

But now,she’s been regarded as a conwoman or a sort.

Was this perhaps a sign for her to give up?

If her family had even made any attempt to look for her,they would have found her by now.

But they didn’t.

It was time she accepted the fact that she was not wanted by then.

That day,Fabiola was very depressed.She laid down in bed early and fell asleep.

She didn’t know when Lorenzo came back.She only knew that when she opened her eyes the next day,he was no longer beside her.

Only his scent proved that he had come back yesterday.

Fabiola got up and had a shower.

She walked downstairs and saw Lucia busy in the kitchen.

Fabiola looked around but there was no sign of Lorenzo.

A feeling of disappointed welled up in her heart.

“Mrs Martini,are you looking for Mr Martin