CHAPTER 52 - MOST INTERESTING MAN IN THE WORLD

LEO’S POV

When the Morettis sauntered off to see Bianca and her friend, I was tempted to follow them. After all, Bianca and I were cool, and I wanted to see if she was okay too.

I followed behind them—not close enough to intrude, but close enough for Bianca to see me and say hi.

However, when the first thing I heard was Bianca’s angry voice, I immediately made a U-turn. I had never walked back so fast in my life. At that moment, it was truly confirmed that Bianca had a five-year-old boy. Her tone was so eerily familiar with what my mother used to use before she gave me an ass-whooping for being so stubborn as a child.

I sympathized with Alessandro; it was his cross to bear, and I hoped he bore it like a champion. I couldn’t help but wince at the thought that I would go through worse with Charlie. I sat at the home bar again, poured myself a shot of whatever wine Giovanni had added to his cereal, and imagined how it was going to go.

I’d be standing outside my door, a bouquet of flowers