After My Fiancé Abandoned Me I Married My Stepbrother Chapter 08
Vincent tightened his grip on the railing.
“Serafina, I know you hate me. I can make it up to you. I…”
His words stopped when Damian appeared.
Damian naturally draped a coat over my shoulders, then took my hand.
Vincent looked at our joined hands, his eyes turning red.
“Are you two really together?”
“No. I heard Damian used to be your stepbrother. This is only a brother looking after his sister, right?”
I smiled, leaned in, and kissed the corner of Damian’s mouth.
Then I turned to Vincent.
“Wrong. We are together.”
Vincent froze.
His body seemed to collapse in on itself.
After a long while, he pulled weakly at the corner of his mouth and turned away in defeat.
Damian’s expression as he looked at me was strange.
Even his words came out stumbling.
“When did we… get together?”
I raised a brow and smiled.
“Just now.”
After that, I returned to the meeting.
In the end, the conference did not reach an agreement.
The Moretti family refused to deliver the three transport routes, and the deal stopped there.
Because of this, Damian began suppressing the Moretti family.
Their power fell sharply.
That winter, internal conflict erupted inside the Moretti family.
After repeated decision-making mistakes, Vincent was forced out of the core council.
When the old Don Moretti fell ill, the family fought even harder.
Their transport routes were cut off.
Their legitimate companies were acquired.
The capital chain of their casinos broke.
The smaller families that had once depended on the Morettis began turning toward the Vitales.
Isabella did not get the ending she wanted either.
She had thought that once she wore Vincent’s ring, she could enter the core of the Moretti family.
But that ring brought her no engagement.
No title.
No place.
The last time she appeared in public was at a charity banquet.
The ring was still on her hand.
A reporter asked her, “Miss Rossi, is your engagement to Mr. Vincent still valid?”
Isabella could not smile.
The next day, the Moretti family announced publicly that Vincent and Isabella had never been formally engaged.
When she left the Moretti family, almost no one came to see her off.
The news reached Gray Harbor while I was sitting in my office.
On the desk before me lay a batch of transport route documents transferred from the Moretti family.
Damian sat across from me, quietly waiting for me to sign the last file.
“Do you regret it?” he asked.
I looked up.
“Regret what?”
“Not going in person to see their miserable end.”
I propped my chin on my hand and laughed.
“Damian, you are so boring.”
“That is nothing worth regretting. I still have many things to do.”
“Such as?”
I thought for a moment, closed the file, and suddenly reached my hand toward Damian.
“Such as giving me the ring that represents your wife.”
“I have wanted it for a long time.”
Damian’s hand trembled.
Then a joyful smile rose on his face.
He placed a box before me almost reverently.
His voice was very gentle.
“I have waited for this day for a long time too.”