After Eighteen Broken Promises
Eight years into my time with the Moretti family, I was both their most capable core member and Don Dominic's wife of three years—but we'd never actually signed the marriage contract.
Every single time we were about to go to City Hall to register, he'd ditch me for his female subordinate.
The first time, he left me waiting on the side of the road all day because she was sick and weak.
The second time, he dumped me halfway there because of one phone call from her.
After that, I got stood up again and again.
After being stood up for the seventeenth time, I decided to give them what they wanted.
I accepted the invitation to a top-tier medical project in Paris, packed my bags, and boarded a plane.
But when I actually left, he lost his mind...