“What are you doing here?” when she noticed Antony’s different gaze towards her. She hurried behind the door, intending to protect herself from him.Even Antony didn’t understand why he was there. He should have gone home to rest after the hard day he had because of Giovana. She didn’t deserve his consideration, let alone his respect. However, he found himself standing at the door of her house, not knowing what to say, just admiring how beautiful his ex-wife still was.“I think you’ve gained some weight,” he commented, leaving Giovana dumbfounded.“I can’t believe you came here just to tell me that,” she assessed her own body, but she believed Antony was exaggerating. “Since when do you pay attention to me?”“I didn’t pay attention,” he looked back into her eyes, “but I remember this nightgown perfectly and your body inside it. There’s something different about you.”Giovana looked into his eyes, finding the conversation strange and dangerous, considering the direction it was taking.
“I can’t believe you managed to do business with Irma to harm me,” Giovana’s voice almost faltered. Her gaze was lost as she began to pace around the kitchen with her hands on her head, as if trying to gather and rearrange her thoughts.“I didn’t do any business with Irma,” Antony continued to eat nonchalantly. He seemed completely indifferent, looking at Giovana’s distress.“How come? You just said you did.”“I refused, Giovana,” his voice raised. “I told her I wouldn’t help her put you in jail.”“Are you trying to convince me that she told you where I lived for nothing in return?”Antony put the plate aside, focusing on her. He hadn’t come there to argue with his ex-wife. He got up, ready to leave, and put an end to the discussion.“That’s exactly what happened,” he said, sitting on the sofa and putting on his shoes. “I didn’t make any deals with your mother. Do you really think I’d do all that?”Antony referred to what was happening at Giovana’s house. As he was still putting on hi
Giovanna’s heart skipped a beat as she watched Antony get into the car and disappear, leaving her with a big problem. Then she turned her gaze to Matteo, who seemed disappointed.“You could have let me know you were coming,” she murmured softly, showing how embarrassed she was.“It was to give Antony time to leave without me seeing him.” There was no resentment in Matteo’s voice, and Giovana noticed that. “Sorry, I have nothing to do with your personal life.”He lowered his head and relaxed his arms, letting the flowers fall.“Nothing happened between me and Antony,” she squatted down, picking up the fallen flowers, “he wanted to talk to me about the strange things that have been happening to me, and it was already late. You know this house used to be his, right?”Matteo’s eyebrows arched. He was quite confused.“What?” Matteo was curious upon hearing the information. “What strange things have been happening to you?”Giovana ran her hand over her face, unsure if she was willing to tel
When Antony entered the office, it was as if the world outside had disconnected. Ricardo followed closely behind him, talking about meetings and company matters that Antony had missed on the last day when he was absent. But Antony had a distant look, as if only his body was present, and his mind was wandering far away.He recalled the previous night when he was with Giovanna and the protective feeling he had towards her. However, when his thoughts turned to Matteo and his words about the dinner he would have with his ex-wife, the feeling inside him changed completely.“Antony,” Ricardo’s deep and loud voice brought him back to reality, “are you listening to what I’m saying?”Antony looked at him wide-eyed and opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.“What happened between you and Giovanna last night?” The question made him agitated. Antony stood up, showing impatience. “Don’t tell me you’re going to do what I told you and try to win her back?”“What are you talking abo
Antony saw Matteo rushing out of the company, and even though he had other things to attend to, he left before his usual time and drove towards his home at high speed. The employees at the mansion found it odd that he arrived so early, especially in such a hurry.He quickly took a shower and came downstairs, announcing that he wouldn’t be having dinner at home that day. His routine had always been like this, even when he was married to Giovanna. He used to come home late and rarely slept at home at all.When he parked his car in front of Roberta’s house, she was already waiting at the door, eager to see him. It was strange for Antony to look at that woman and feel absolutely nothing. He briefly remembered how deeply in love he had once been with her, so much so that he had even considered defying Nicolaus’s whims just to satisfy his heart’s desires. When Roberta disappeared, saying she couldn’t bear to see him with another woman, Antony thought he would die. From that day on, he hated
Giovana looked at Antony from a safe distance, wondering what his true intentions were to be there. She would not believe, even if he told a million times, that his presence was a coincidence of fate. He had done it on purpose, with what intentions she would never have known.“Have you chosen what you want for tonight, Giovana?” Matteo asked, just to make her look at it.The inconvenience completely took the environment between them. Giovana could not disguise what Antony’s presence caused in his body. He responded, like magnetic waves, with every look he threw at her.“Forgive me, Matteo,” he put his hand on his forehead, gently smoothing it, perhaps trying to disguise the wrinkles of worry that predominated, “I will want the same as you.”It was clear that she was not paying attention to anything that happened around her, except in the presence of Antony. If I did, I’d know that Matteo didn’t pick one particular dish. Matteo glanced at Antony, who looked at Giovana as if to devour h
His hot lips made her lose touch with reality. His tongue invaded hers, and Giovanna almost surrendered completely.Matteo, frozen in the middle of the room, watched the scene, feeling his blood boiling almost to the boiling point. He wanted to run to where they were and punch Antony in the face until he learned not to come between him and Giovanna. But as if Giovanna herself could read his thoughts, her body moved away, and she raised her hand to slap Antony’s face.The entire restaurant heard the sound the slap made. Antony blushed and glanced at Giovanna, showing a hint of regret, but not enough for her to seek forgiveness.“What do you think you’re doing?” Her eyes teared up quickly, not sure if it was from shame or the pain that kiss was causing her heart. “I’m no longer your wife, Antony, so you no longer have the right to touch me.”A mocking smile, mixed with desperation, formed on his handsome lips.“Thank goodness you’re no longer my wife,” he replied firmly, taking a few st
Antony picked up Giovanna when he realized she wasn’t waking up and carried her back to the vehicle, placing her unconscious in the passenger seat. He only noticed that his hands were trembling when he grasped the steering wheel to drive to the hospital.The journey there was tense and filled with negative thoughts. Giovanna remained unconscious, while Antony’s phone vibrated insistently beside him. He repeatedly glanced at the screen, aware that Roberta urgently wanted to speak to him. However, Antony refused to stop talking to anyone until Giovanna was fine.He drove to a private hospital where one of the best doctors was his longtime friend. Not only that, but he picked up Giovanna again, realizing that her body temperature had dropped significantly. He feared she might die in his arms, even leaning his face toward her nostrils just to make sure Giovanna was breathing. He rushed into the reception area, where he saw a nurse and pleaded, “I need help,” his trembling voice revealing