All Chapters of REVENGE AND LOVE AGAINT MY MAFIA HUSBAND: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The bodyguards did not manage to catch him. He was not a skilled thief; he simply took off his jacket and cap from a corner, turned around, and pretended to be beaten by a pursued individual. That way, he escaped. Ximena stained the platform with his blood. The thief caused more damage with that blow than with the theft of the belongings, and that was reflected in the faces of the bodyguards, who were spinning with worry, saying,“Now what shall we tell the boss? He will be furious; he will surely fire us; who knows what else he will do to us? And he is right; we failed in our task of protecting the lady; what a lousy kind of bodyguards we are; they could have killed her; it is as if she were alone.”“No, well, I will take the blame; with the truth, I had to change the car for that ambulance; that's what happened; I know he will take it badly, but what can I do? The only thing to do would be to go to China, and not even that; I assure you that you can't hide from him, not even under t

“Angelo, why were you so mean to make your thugs almost kill my classmate, Erik, because of your jealousy? I can't believe you are behaving like a gangster; the poor boy almost died, really.”“Don't talk nonsense; stop your pregnant madness; let's go home now, or I'll drag you away.”“Well, what are you going to do? Are you going to send me your army of thugs?”“Stop yelling nonsense; behave like the lady you are.”“I'm the delinquent wife who has to be watched and who has to kill anyone who gets close to her.”“Ximena, you are slandering me. I can't understand why we are at this point. I don't know what you are doing in this place. If you are nothing like this guy, his family must already be coming.”“His family is heartless; they won't come; they don't even call to find out his condition; apparently, his parents are separated; and he has only half siblings, although they do send him money for expenses.”“In that case, let's go; I'll tell Vivian to take care of it.”“How can she stil

Ximena already knew every stain on the walls and every crack in the floor. She felt suffocated within those four walls; the despair threatened to tear her apart. If it were not for her baby, she would not resist that situation. She remembered the Yoga classes for pregnant women; she sat in the lotus position to meditate to try to calm down; she even imagined that she was talking to her baby, who was telling her,“Mommy, please be strong, the same way you have been all these years.”“Yes, my baby, we are going to get out of this; Daddy is coming to rescue us.”She imagined that with her breath, she was absorbing light that purified them. She felt that she was already out walking in Sicily with Angelo and her beautiful baby in a golden stroller. Where they were walking, roses of various colors were growing, and the wind carried their scents. At this moment, she heard some murmurs. She concentrated on them; surely they were coming from a room next door, where a man was talking to another

“I want you to sign the divorce.”“For what reason, my beloved Ximena?”“Angelo, I don't want to be married to a gangster, to a mobster like the ones who killed my real parents. I don't want to always be in danger. Not knowing at what moment we will be killed or that you will leave me alone with how many children when you are captured by the authorities or killed by your enemies. I don't want that life; I prefer to live quietly with my son, no matter if we don't have money to spend on luxuries.”“Love, please forgive me.”“What, love? You said you weren't going to lie to me.”“It was a white lie; I didn't want you to leave me; I knew this could happen; I was cleaning up the business.”“That hurt me; it was a beating you gave to our love. I trusted that you loved me, but it was all a lie. I don't know why you hurt me by deceiving me like that; did you have something to do with my parents' deaths?”“It's okay; I'll tell you the truth. Yes, we had something to do with it. Your parents we

“Love, please open your eyes. I promise, we will get married. The baby is safe. Please wake up. I don't want my son to grow up without a father.” Ximena was crying for her beloved, who had been in a coma for four days.“I hope that your word is true and that these are not promises to a dying man.” Angelo opened his eyes.“Of course we'll get married; I'll finish my studies soon; it won't be long before I graduate, you know that.”“Ready, my love; that's how we'll do it. Ximena, please come with me to my house; let's live together again.”“Yes, my baby of one, I agree.”They spent the following months at home under the care of his doctors until Angelo recovered completely. He had to go back to business to make up for the empty demand for Max's poster. It was an exhausting few days until he talked to his grandfather.“I no longer want to continue with the illegal business, grandfather; please understand me.”“It's that the illegal businesses are the ones that leave the most money; consi