All Chapters of A mother for my son: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

We take our seats, and Antonella sends her daughter Bianca to make us some coffee. After she returns from the kitchen, we sit again in the small living room, and her mother begins her story."What I know is that my husband started suspecting someone from his business partners' circle because much of the stolen merchandise turned out to be the most profitable, and given how precise they were in targeting those shipments, he started investigating on his own and found that mysteriously, Salvatore had been receiving a lot of money in accounts outside Italy. Don't ask me how he knew because I don't know either. The day my husband was murdered, he received some very important documents. He left me copies and took the originals with him, telling me he had caught the traitor and hurried off with almost all his men. Please give me a moment." She takes off a gold chain from her neck with a small heart-shaped locket with tiny inscriptions on it. For a moment, I think she is going to show me a pi

When I recover from the shock of seeing Pietro alive again, I quickly approach him and without a second's hesitation, I hug him and begin to cry like a small child. Then, I take his face in my hands and kiss him on the cheek. He, on his part, remains static in his place, speechless from the surprise, which, to be honest, must be because he doesn't recognize me. Suddenly, I hear a loud clearing of the throat behind Pietro, and without letting go of him for a single moment, I turn my gaze to the person who has just arrived."That man you're kissing and hugging is my fiancé." Declares a rather annoyed Adanary, to which I feel the urge to ask her how it feels to have someone else touching the man you love, but I bite my tongue and just release Pietro."Excuse me, but who are you supposed to be? I know Mr. Lombardi, but not you." Adanary comments in a rather harsh tone. Then I take off my glasses to reveal my true identity."It's me, Adanary, Massimo's wife." Pietro looks at me quite surpr

I leave the office with Antonella and see that her children are playing with mine, who seem to be having the best time as their laughter can be heard throughout the room. I approach them and kiss my children."Mami, Giovanni carried me on his shoulders a moment ago, it was so much fun. He says his dad used to do that with them, why don't we have a dad?" I don't know what to answer my son as it's the first time he's asked me something like that, but Antonella quickly replies."You have a dad too, it's just that he's a bit sick and you can't visit him until he gets better." My son ponders her words, then nods and continues playing with Giovanni."Thank you." I whisper and give her a shy smile.I spent the afternoon playing with my children and chatting with Mrs. Antonella. She is a very pleasant woman, just like her children, who are delighted with mine. I can see a significant change in their faces compared to the first time I met them; now they seem more relaxed and relieved to a cert

“Yes, everything went wrong once again. Everything seemed to indicate that Massimo would kill that woman. They started arguing for a long time; obviously, I didn't know what they were saying as I could only see them through the cameras. But when she ran in an attempt to escape, he ordered his men to go after her. When they caught her, they put her in the van with Carluccio and his son. I realized they were taking her to his mansión.”“Later, we found out from Charlotte, a woman who worked for Maritza, that Massimo was holding her at his mansion, not letting her go. It seemed like he was starting to fall in love with her, because even though she made countless slights against him, he just contained his fury and let her do whatever she wanted. One day, Maritza, fed up with all this, asked her infiltrator to kill that woman. For a moment, she almost succeeded, but Massimo saved her from death, and when they found out that Charlotte was a traitor, they brutally killed her and left her bod

Luciano Today is my wedding day with Maritza, and although I trust Lucrecia's words, I don't want to attend this wedding. If it were up to me, I wouldn't hesitate to run away and leave her at the altar. But as I promised, I will go to that church, hoping with all my heart that the love of my life shows up and gives me a good reason not to marry my fiancée.I dress in an all-white tuxedo, descend the stairs, and at the bottom, Maritza's men are already waiting for me. It seems as if she thinks I might run away at some point, which is why she called them to ensure I attend my own wedding. We get into the waiting van and head to the church. As I enter, the church gradually fills with guests, many of whom I don't even know by name. After a few minutes of waiting, my fiancée appears on her father's arm.When I see her, I can't help but think about everything I've read about that moment when you see the love of your life walking down the aisle to join lives for eternity, and your eyes fill