Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

Emanuele wanted to be a selfless person, to become someone who could sincerely wish Isabella happiness after their divorce. However, the dark genes in his character let him know that he was not a selfless person, and he couldn’t truly wish for Isabella to have a better life without him. Isabella was shocked when Emanuele finally spoke those words. “Emanuele, you…” she didn’t know what to say for a moment. “If you don’t wish me happiness, then I wish you even more happiness in the future, can I do that?”

Isabella’s words somehow provoked Emanuele even more, making him angrier. He reached out and pinched Isabella’s cheeks hard, making Isabella tear up. Seeing Isabella like this, Emanuele finally felt happy. “No, Isabella, I can’t be happier without you.” He felt that Isabella said these words intentionally to provoke him. Even though she knew how much he couldn’t bear to part with her, she still deliberately said these hurtful words to provoke him, right?

“But Emanuele, you need to know, we will come to an end.” “End?” Emanuele smiled and said nothing. He didn’t believe that everything would end so quickly. Perhaps Isabella thought that everything had already ended? At this moment, his mind had other thoughts circling.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Isabella had already moved out of Emanuele’s house after they decided to divorce. She rented a small apartment in the same building as Evelyn, which was slightly larger than Evelyn’s place and had also taken some of her belongings with her. She thought that after the divorce was final, she would move all her things out. Even though those things were bought with Emanuele’s money and cost a lot, she knew that Emanuele wouldn’t need them. There were just too many things, and she didn’t know how long it would take to move everything out.

Actually, it was understandable that Emanuele wanted to leave the apartment to her. Most of the things in the apartment were arranged by her, and there were more of her belongings than Emanuele’s. However, Isabella didn’t want that set of the apartment. Because she and Emanuele had left too many memories there. After the divorce, Emanuele wouldn’t come to the apartment, and she would live in a space full of memories of her and Emanuele every day. Isabella thought she would definitely be very sad. It was better to leave that environment altogether and avoid being reminded of the past.

Isabella settled into her new apartment and became neighbors with Evelyn. Evelyn was thrilled, even though she felt a bit sorry about her good friend’s divorce, especially since Isabella and Emanuele were so in love. But since this was Isabella’s own choice, Evelyn still wished her well. If a marriage was unhappy, then divorce was the best choice. In Evelyn’s view, relationships were mutual; if you liked each other, you stayed together, if you didn’t, you broke up-marriage was no exception. She was that kind of straightforward person.

Now, Evelyn went to work in the hospital every day and came back to Isabella’s apartment to share meals. Isabella had arranged her apartment very well. She was actually quite wealthy now, but she didn’t want to rent a luxurious apartment. The apartment was too spacious, and if only one person lived there, it would seem empty. She liked the warm and cozy feeling of a small apartment, just like the one she had rented right after graduating from college. It was small and cramped, but she had decorated it very warmly. Every evening, coming back home always brought a sense of relaxation.

Now, Isabella’s apartment was also beautifully arranged. Cream-colored sofa, light yellow bed, and blue curtains. The room was also decorated with flower vases filled with fresh flowers, making it look lively. Isabella had deliberately chosen a spot where she could bask in the sun. Every morning, bathing in the sunlight made her feel very good. Evelyn looked at Isabella’s meticulously arranged apartment and said, “Isabella, why don’t you help me rearrange my apartment another day? The layouts are similar, but your room always feels warmer than mine. Looking at it, every time I come to your apartment, I feel like lying on your bed.”

As Evelyn spoke, she slumped onto Isabella’s sofa and let out a comfortable sigh. She felt too comfortable. For some reason, Isabella’s sofa was even more comfortable than hers. Isabella also caught a scent of fragrance on her sofa that made her feel very comfortable. Isabella was cooking in the kitchen. She made her specialty tomato meat sauce pasta, which was also to Evelyn’s taste. After finishing, she brought the food to the table.

Seeing Evelyn about to fall asleep on her sofa, she couldn’t help but smile. “Evelyn, don’t fall asleep. It’s time to eat. Come on, get up and eat.” “I’m so tired, Isabella. I’ve been really busy with work lately. It’s really exhausting,” Evelyn sighed. Working in a hospital was never not busy, especially for Evelyn, who was still studying while working. She had a lot to learn, so work was exhausting for her. “It’s okay, Evelyn. You’ll get used to it later.”

“Isabella, now that you’ve divorced Emanuele, will you go back to work as a doctor in the hospital?” Going back to work as a doctor? Isabella frowned, thinking about the explosion that happened last time at the hospital. The familiar people, the injured, they were all dead. And she had almost died there too. Thinking about it, Isabella’s heart couldn’t help but tremble, causing her pasta to fall from the fork back onto the plate. “I… let’s talk about it later…”

She now had psychological trauma, even though she was strong, and wanted to go back to work as a doctor, but she was afraid of something similar happening again. However, Isabella thought that such a thing was unlikely to happen again. Since she had divorced Emanuele, his enemies would surely not target her. If that was the case, would she be able to go back to work at the hospital? “Let’s talk about it later. I’m a little worried.” Evelyn nodded, “It’s okay, Isabella. You’re still young, and you’ve been continuously learning. Even if you go back to work at the hospital after some time, you won’t lose your way.” “I hope so.”

“So, when are you and Emanuele going to officially go through with the divorce proceedings?” “Soon,” Isabella replied, “Probably next week.” Talking about this, Isabella remained calm, but her heart was crazily missing Emanuele. What was Emanuele doing now? She genuinely hoped that after separating from her, he could be happy, even if she was in pain. Just then, Isabella’s phone rang, surprisingly, Jessie was calling.