“Who could do this to Giovanna?” Ricardo’s eyes met Antony’s, but he seemed not to pay attention to anything.“Surely the same woman who tried to run her over,” declared Xavier.At that moment, Antony felt a shiver run through his body as he remembered the nurse who seemed to hide when she saw him approaching. Antony was sure he saw her leaving Giovanna’s room.“How do you know it was a woman?” Ricardo asked, when Antony’s eyes blinked for a moment before eagerly awaiting the response.“Andreas assured me it was a woman behind the wheel,” Antony replied.Antony felt surprised, but he couldn't find the words to express himself. It was as if the words were stuck in his throat, suffocating him every time he thought more about it.There was a brief pause before the chat was flooded with question marks about whom that woman might be.“Stop these questions,” Antony reprimanded the men with such severity, leaving them shocked. “the only thing that matters here is saving Giovanna and my child
After a long time, Giovanna finally opened her eyes slowly and found herself in a completely unfamiliar room. She widened her eyes in panic when she remembered Irma cutting her wrists. A throbbing pain consumed her arms; it was almost unbearable. When she raised her head to look around, she noticed there was no more blood. Her arms were bandaged, and an intravenous needle pierced her skin. As she shifted in bed, she heard a muffled voice, and when she turned, she faced Matteo by her side. Giovanna recoiled in fear. Who would be the next to harm her? “No need to be afraid,” his voice was sweet, just like when she first met him. Matteo raised his arm and affectionately stroked Giovanna’s hair. “What are you doing here?” This time, she sat up in bed, asking, “Where is Antony?” Her question changed his demeanor. Matteo withdrew his hand, and his expression suddenly darkened. “Do you remember what happened?” The accident suddenly replayed in her memory. “You lost a lot of blood and n
Seeing the restless expression on Antony’s face, Giovanna could only think of the worst. Consumed by fear, she curled up on the small bed and, with a gesture, grabbed his hands.“I know she tried to kill me, Antony,” the words almost got lost in her breathlessness, as if Giovanna was having difficulty breathing, “don’t report Irma. She hasn’t overcome Gina’s death yet.”“And because of that, she wants to kill the only remaining daughter?” It was clear that Antony couldn’t accept that, “but I should have been prepared for this.”“What are you talking about?” A furrow formed on her forehead.Antony thought that maybe it would be better not to tell Giovanna the whole truth. She seemed so tired and weak and certainly needed rest to recover as quickly as possible. The emotions of that day had already been enough for her.“Let’s talk about it later,” he averted his gaze away from hers and stepped back, breaking any contact, “you need to rest, for the sake of our son.”“Will you at least do
That was the most disturbing night for Antony in recent days. He lay on the empty bed and gazed at the side where Giovanna always slept. The feeling of loneliness consumed his sleep. He hated feeling vulnerable, as if he depended on someone to live. The next day, he got up, determined to return to work. He gathered his security personnel and ordered some of them to go to the hospital to ensure Giovanna’s safety. He wouldn’t allow Matteo and Irma to get close to her again. Although he felt the urge to go to the hospital to check on Giovanna that morning, Antony went straight to the company. He wanted to occupy his mind to avoid thinking too much about recent events. He would ensure his wife’s safety without needing to see her. Not only that, but he called Tania on the way, telling her to stay at the hospital, that he wouldn’t return that day to visit Giovanna. He arrived at work under a clear sky, with no trace of the storm from the previous night. While Antony immersed himself in w
Andreas looked at Antony, whose face was twisted with hatred. What was it about Matteo that made his half-brother hate him so much? He observed the secretary entering with a tray in trembling hands. She would surely drop it at any moment, worsening Antony’s mood.“Don’t worry, I’ll handle this,” he grabbed Valeria’s hands, supporting the tray, while smiling at Antony.Antony shot a questioning glance at Andreas, asking about his true intentions. He watched him pour a glass and serve it, while Ricardo left the office in complete silence. Better this way, Antony wasn’t in the mood to deal with another traitor. Andreas had already placed the glass on his desk and was eagerly waiting to talk with his half-brother.By the way, half-brother was a term that Andreas simply hated. He didn’t see Antony that way, even though they were only brothers on their father’s side; to him, a brother was a brother, no more, no less.He saw Antony impatiently look at him, as if reading his thoughts, and the
Antony’s behavior shouldn’t perplex Giovanna. When she saw him pass by her in silence, she froze. Antony, too, felt nervous, though he would never admit it. He wanted to know how Giovanna was, but remained silent.She heard the bedroom door slam, and when she came out of the bathroom, she found herself alone with him again.Giovanna didn’t seem willing to initiate a conversation. She continued to avoid looking at Antony and pretended that his indifference didn’t affect her.“You should have let me know you were discharged,” she said, clearing her throat with an icy voice.“I should have?” Giovanna observed him with perplexity. “Would you really want to know, Antony?”At that moment, an astonished expression appeared on Antony’s face.“If I didn’t care about your safety, I wouldn’t have sent my employees to protect you.”Saying this, Antony turned his back to her, ready to leave as quickly as possible. He had had a bad day, and arguing with Giovanna would only make things worse.Althou
On his bad days, Antony was cruel, but on that day, he decided to put on a smile and completely ignore the woman’s immaturity. It had to be pregnancy driving Giovanna baffling; there was no other explanation, he thought. Still, he looked at the two and pretended not to care as Matteo embraced his wife.Giovanna’s face turned red, and she widened her eyes at Antony, knowing she had committed a great folly. As she approached him, she saw him turn his back and, in a cold tone, say to her, “Since you’ve concluded what you wanted here, you can go back home,” he sat at his desk in front of her but avoided looking into her eyes, “I’ll have my driver take you.”Giovanna swallowed all the words on the tip of her tongue and turned to leave. Although she knew Antony was furious, he didn’t show it, leaving her quite confused.“You stay, Matteo,” his voice interrupted the man’s intentions, who stopped still in front of the door, watching Giovanna leave while he stayed alone with his great enemy.M
A heavy downpour was happening outside. The chilly wind that struck against the curtain met Giovanna’s skin, causing her to shrink. She was wearing a red silk nightgown, just above the knee. She was barefoot as she looked out the window, waiting for Antony to return.Her clock was about to strike ten in the evening, and Antony had not returned yet.Surely, he was doing this to punish her for her disobedience. Although she knew how long Antony had waited for the perfect moment to fire Matteo, she could never allow such injustice. His delay was only to punish her.Giovanna let out a sigh of relief when she saw Antony arrive home. Now she could lie down and sleep, even though she felt a strong desire to go to his room and see how he was. She only heard the guest room door open and close shortly after.She waited for him to come see her, to inquire about her well-being, but Antony didn’t come. Should this frustrate her? Of course not; Giovanna had determined that they should stay away fro