Altezza returned home feeling distressed. Antony clearly threw his hands up, openly stating he wouldn't help. Gian did the same. Even Tessa claimed she truly didn't know Adaline's whereabouts. Meanwhile, Joanna, the woman, only stared at him with disgust when Altezza approached her residence."I thought you were a good man. But it turns out, you and that woman are just the same," she replied coldly. She didn't even allow Altezza to enter her apartment. "I don't know where she is. In case you forgot, both Adaline and her mother are orphans. So they have nowhere to go.""As for Aunt Emma, I don't know where she's from. We're not close enough to chat. But even if I knew where Adaline is right now, I have no obligation to tell you," Joanna replied again. The woman stood casually at her apartment door with her arms folded in front of her chest."Please, Joan. Help me," Altezza pleaded."For what? What's in it for me? Didn't I tell you before, asking you to make her happy? I told you that A
"Let me tell you a story that happened forty years ago," Altezza said quietly, listening."I came to America at your uncle's request. Arthur had already set foot in this country."Your uncle fled because he didn't want to be arranged in marriage by our late father. And because he couldn't return to Italy, he asked me to come and bring all the wealth he had been saving. He did it to start a business so he could live here with your aunt, Brianna."I didn't know that Arthur's cancelled engagement would force me to take his place. But I thought, I would accept the engagement because I didn't have someone I loved as much as your uncle loved your aunt."But before getting married, I thought I'd spend my bachelor days having fun first."Then, someone invited me to go somewhere. A place where I could hire women for a certain period of time. The man said I could practice being a great husband in bed before spending time being the husband of your grandfather's chosen woman."At that time, I was
Altezza slumped dejectedly. He leaned his back against the edge of the bed, hugged his knees, and rested his forehead between them. His chest felt tight, his tears unstoppable now. Never in his life had he felt such pain. Even when Jovanka left him and chose her career over him, Altezza didn't feel as miserable as this. They were both abandoned, but why did this feeling now hurt so much? Guilt dominated his thoughts, while longing squeezed his chest. The image of Adaline's smile filled his mind's eye. Just yesterday he felt his wife's belly and felt the movement of their twin babies. And now he couldn't see any of them anymore.His phone kept vibrating, Jovanka's name displayed on the screen. Altezza didn't know how many times she had tried to reach him. He didn't want to know. That woman had ruined everything. She had shattered everything until Altezza felt there was nothing left for him.Was Jovanka's love for him as she claimed?Then what kind of love did she have for him, who even
Jovanka was searching for Altezza. She visited the hotel owned by the man's family. However, her presence was vehemently rejected by the owner of the hotel himself. Who else but Sir Benjamin Quirino.The elderly man approached her after the commotion she caused in the hotel lobby. Not wanting to deal with the police, the former father-in-law of Jovanka finally came down and met Jovanka face-to-face."What are you doing in my place?" He asked coldly. Benjamin Quirino was someone who always yielded to his wife's desires. But when it came to matters outside his family, he was a firm and often cold man.Now, the man, still standing tall at sixty-two, was staring at Jovanka with a cynical look. If only this gaze were directed at his business associates, it wouldn't be the gaze they desired. But this time, he was facing Jovanka, a woman he considered to have lost her sanity. So, she wouldn't be disturbed at all."Padre..." Jovanka uttered pleadingly."Who are you calling Padre?" The man ask
"Don't pretend not to know, Antony," Jovanka snapped. She was fed up with her cousin Altezza's pretense. "You were a witness at our wedding.""Hmm... is that so? When was that?" He frowned, pretending to think. "Because as far as I remember, just a few months ago, I was a witness at my cousin's wedding. Which one of my cousins did you marry? Him?" He pointed his thumb at Gian, who was sitting on the long sofa on his right."Antony. I'm not joking. And your jokes are not funny!" Jovanka yelled."Do I look like I'm joking?" Antony looked at Gian and Duncan alternately. Both men shook their heads. "So, Gian. Is this woman your wife?""Antony!" Jovanka stood up with rising anger. Her fists clenched. "My husband is Altezza Quirino!""Ahh... Altezza." Antony looked at Jovanka. Still with his casual attitude. "So he's your husband?" Jovanka gritted her teeth. Antony clapped his hands. "Oh, right. I forgot. Six years ago, I was there and witnessed your wedding." Antony said again. Jovanka sat
Altezza's Point of ViewI blink, rubbing my throbbing temples. Lack of sleep and appetite leave my body feeling weak. I glance at my phone, which I had previously tossed carelessly, and try to turn it back on. Dozens of missed calls and messages flood in. They all come from different numbers, but I know they're all from Jovanka. And I choose to continue ignoring them.The clock reads five-twenty. There's still plenty of time before dinner. I decide to scroll through social media again, hoping Adaline has posted something that could give me a clue to her whereabouts. Though it's a slim hope because Adaline isn't one to post every little thing on social media. But it seems luck is on my side.And indeed, she has uploaded something. A photo of brownies topped with whipped cream and strawberries. It seems Adaline is currently fond of sweet treats, especially chocolate. Unconsciously, I find myself smiling. As has become my habit over the past two days, I've been seeing my wife's face on h
Adaline felt a surge of pain in her chest. "Altezza?" The name echoed in her mind. "Sweetheart, are you okay?" her mother asked, worried. Her forehead creased as she looked at her daughter's expression. "I'm fine, Mom," she replied, hoping her smile would reassure her mother. "I'm okay." She repeated. Physically, she was fine, more than fine. But her heart wasn't. "Are you sure? Your face looks pale." Her mother stared at her intensely. Adaline glanced at her mother, pinched and patted her cheeks to bring some color back. "It's because of my anemia, Mom. So it's normal for my face to look pale. Pregnant women usually look pale too," she joked. Her mother still looked at her with an unbelieving gaze. Their attention shifted when someone urgently pressed the doorbell. Mother and daughter exchanged glances. "Let me get it." Her mother replied. Adaline nodded. Gian appeared at the door with a pale face. His expression was panicked, and his appearance was disheveled. "Gian. Come
Altezza opened his eyes, but he quickly covered them with one hand. The dazzling light hurt his eyes. Altezza squinted, trying to adjust his vision and figure out where he was now. As far as he remembered, he had just had an accident, but strangely what he saw now was not the ceiling of a hospital or the view of a treatment room, but large branches and dense foliage.Altezza sat up. He was quite surprised because he didn't feel the pain he should feel. He looked at his body and felt fine. But why was he there? Why was he in this vast green field? Why was he lying under a shady tree before?Altezza turned and was quite surprised to see someone he knew sitting next to him and even smiling at him. "Sir?" he asked, surprised.How long had they not met? If Altezza remembered correctly, the last time he saw that man was about eight years ago. "What are you doing here?" Altezza asked again.The man stared back at Altezza in surprise. "I should be asking you the same. Why are you here?" The m