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Chapter Seventy Eight

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CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT

MAXIMO

I stared at the image on my phone, the knife in my stomach twisting deeper and deeper.

Aria was pregnant?

My mind reeled as panic surged through me, my heart racing and my fists clenching. Aria was pregnant? Carrying our baby? Our offspring?

My shock dissolved into overwhelming fury as the urge to kill Roberto with my own bare hands filled me. How dare he lay a hand on her, especially after knowing that she was pregnant?

I ran a hand through my wild locks, feeling my throat constrict as I continued to stare at the message. Anger boiled inside me, a raging beast fueled by the thought of Aria, my pregnant wife, in pain. I felt betrayed and furious, but not just at Roberto. I was angry at myself for walking away from her that day. If I had stayed like my heart had wanted, maybe just a minute or an hour longer than I did, I might have found out that she was pregnant. I would have taken her with me. I had thought I was protecting her by staying away, but now i
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