"Free to go?" she asked, her voice shaking with disbelief. "What do you mean? What changed?""I can't discuss it with you," the officer said, his tone firm. "You're free to go, that's all you need to know. We're sorry for any inconvenience this may have caused you."Carmela just stared at him, still stunned. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. After everything that had happened, she couldn't understand why they were letting her go now.Carmela's mind was racing as she tried to make sense of what was happening. She stood up, her legs shaky. Was this some kind of a trick? Were they planning on arresting her the moment she stepped outside?But the officers didn't move to stop her. In fact, they were ushering her towards the door. She felt like she was in a dream, everything felt surreal. She walked out the door, blinking in the bright sunlight. She turned to look at the building behind her, trying to make sense of it all."Congratulations, Carmela!" Andrew said, his voice warm
"If you ever come near Max again, I'll make you regret it," Nichole said, her tone threatening. "He's my husband now, and I won't let you ruin that. I will do whatever it takes to protect my relationship."Carmela's heart sank. She couldn't believe that Nichole could be so cruel, so ruthless. She thought they had been friends, that they had cared about each other. But now, she saw that Nichole had only ever cared about herself.But before Carmela could say anything else, she heard the click of the call ending. Nichole had hung up on her, ending the conversation as abruptly as it had begun. Carmela felt like she had been punched in the gut, like the wind had been knocked out of her. She dropped her phone to the floor, the sound of it hitting the ground echoing in the empty room.As Carmela sat there, numb and reeling from the conversation, she heard the sound of the front door opening. She looked up to see Andrew standing in the doorway, a look of concern on his face."What's wrong?
Reluctantly, Carmela got up from the sofa and went to the door. She opened it and there stood Max, looking as handsome as ever. He looked at her with pleading eyes, and she could see the pain in them. "Please, Carmela, I need to talk to you," he said, his voice full of emotion. She hesitated for a moment, but then stepped outside and closed the door behind her. She looked up at Max, waiting for him to speak."What is it, Max?" she asked, her voice sounding more tired than she intended."Don't you have anything to ask me?" Max asked, sounding frustrated. Carmela laughed dryly. "What exactly do you think I want to ask you, Max?" she said. "You left me, remember? I'm not interested in what you've been up to. And I certainly don't care about your marriage to Nicole. It's none of my business."Max looked taken aback by her words, but she didn't care. "Fine, I won't talk about that," he said. "But I have to talk to you about something else."What I need to tell you is about the night we
“Max, I don’t care.” Carmela breathed. “It’s time you head back to your *To be Wife* She might come looking for you.” Carmela wanted Max to leave that instant, she couldn’t bear to look at him for a second.“Carmela, you have to hear me out.” Max pulled her by the hand, however, she bruised it off. “Max, you’re crazy to think I’ll come back to you.” She shouted. “Leave, or I’ll call the cops.” Max was perplexed he couldn’t believe that Carmela wouldn’t want to hear him out. Instead, she planned on calling the cops on him.He stopped pulling her and begging. He turned and started to walk away. Carmela on the other hand was feeling her heart break as she shouted at Max. She felt bad for what she said, nevertheless, she made the right decision. It was time she let Max go. She rushed inside the house, slamming the door from behind as she tried to catch her breath. She couldn’t believe she just rejected Max! “Who was that?” She heard a feminine voice and she flinched. “I thought I he
“I’m afraid, I can’t do that.” The teacher said with a warm smile. “Who are you again?” She knew that Max was the twin's father, perhaps it was because Carmela had strictly warned to not allow the children to go anywhere without her permission. “What? You don’t know me?” Max scoffed. “I’m their father.”“I’m afraid, I was not informed that you’ll be the one to come pick the kids.” She replied, crossing her hands, “You’ll need to call their mother before I can leave them in your care.” “Are you a new teacher here?” Max asked already frustrated. “Where is their classroom teacher, Claudia?” Max looked around trying to see if he’d be able to spot Claudia, however, she was nowhere in sight. “See, Mr….You’ll have to call their mother before you can take the kids.” She held onto Hannah’s hand. “If you’ll excuse me, they need to return to their class.” She walked past Max with Hannah and Noah along with the other kids. Being a newly Renounced CEO of his father's firm and with the whole
“You did what?!” Carmela asked, “Max took my kids and you didn’t bother telling me?” Carmela who was sitting in the dinner room, with a laptop right in her front, when she rose to her feet in haste. “Well…I’m telling you now.” Carmela could feel deceit in Claudia voice and she couldn’t help but contain the fire burning inside of her. “Where did he take them to?” Carmela spoke, fervently, “Did he mention any?”“No…I’m sorry.” After the call was hang off and Carmela fell back on the chair, her hands on her head as she panicked. How could Max take the kids, without telling her?Carmela was furious. Her ex-husband Max had taken her kids without her permission, and she didn't know where they were. She felt like her heart was breaking, and she couldn't understand how he could do this to her. She was trying to do her best for her children, and she thought that Max understood that. She felt betrayed and hurt, and she didn't know what to do next.She paced back and forth in the living ro
Carmela marched up to Max, her face flushed with anger. She looked him in the eye, her gaze steely and determined. "You invited my kids," she said, her voice shaking with emotion. "And I'm not going to let you hurt them."Without warning, she raised her hand and slapped him across the face. The sound echoed through the room, and everyone gasped. The music stopped, and a hush fell over the crowd."Where are my kids?" Carmela demanded, her voice rising in pitch. She scanned the crowd, but there were too many people for her to see them. "Where are they, Max?"Just then, Nichole emerged from the crowd, her eyes narrowed. "Carmela, what are you doing here?" she asked, her tone accusatory. "How dare you crash Max's party like this?"Carmela turned to face her, her anger flaring. "I'm here for my kids," she said, her voice shaking. "I don't care about your stupid party.Nichole crossed her arms, her face like stone. "You weren't invited," she said, her voice hard and cold. "What are you do
"What's going on here?" Nichole demanded, her voice loud and angry. "Why are you in a room alone with this woman?"Carmela ignored her, and instead walked toward the door. Nichole stood in front of it, blocking her path. "Let me by," Carmela said, her voice low and threatening."No way," Nichole said, crossing her arms over her chest. "Not until you explain what's going on."Carmela pushed past her, and Nichole stumbled backward. Max just watched, saying nothing.Carmela hurried out of the room, her heart in her chest.She raced down the hallway, searching for her children. Finally, she spotted them, playing in a room down the hall. As soon as they saw her, they ran to her, Hannah first, followed by Noah.Carmela scooped them up in her arms, holding them close. Hannah snuggled into her, while Noah clung to her. She held them tight, feeling a wave of relief."Mommy, we've been waiting for you," Hannah said, her little voice full of wonder. "What took you so long?"Carmela smiled at he