He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Novel by Anonymous
He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Novel by Anonymous
He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Novel by Anonymous
The day I learned Luca had entered my mother’s adopted daughter’s child into the Rossi family line of succession, I broke off our engagement and left for Paris.
At the airport gate, my phone buzzed frantically. The screen was flooded with his messages.
“It’s not what you think. Let me explain.”
“The dissolution hasn’t been witnessed by both Families. The engagement is still valid.”
“Answer the phone. I’m begging you.”
After we got engaged, he’d never been willing to cross that final line with me—yet he had turned around and acknowledged another woman was carrying his heir.
I stared at the man on the screen, his face perpetually cold.
It was the first time I had ever seen Luca use the word “beg.”
My fingertip hovered over the power button for a full minute.
In the end, I signed the dissolution papers, sealed the black-and-gold signet ring the Rossi family had given its future bride in a courier box, powered off my phone, pulled out the SIM card, and snapped it in two.
When the plane lifted off the runway, I didn’t look back.
It wasn’t until six years later, when my mother fell critically ill, that I returned to this city.
He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 03 I stayed in the room all afternoon. That evening, the man who had been the De Luca family’s driver for twenty years came upstairs to tell me my grandfather wanted me back at the old house for dinner. The weekly dinner wasn’t
He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 02 The car was oppressively quiet, filled only with the rhythmic sweep of the wipers across the windshield. Luca hadn’t turned on any music. Every time we stopped at a red light, he would glance at me, then quickly look away. I stared
He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 01 The day I learned Luca had entered my mother’s adopted daughter’s child into the Rossi family line of succession, I broke off our engagement and left for Paris. At the airport gate, my phone buzzed frantically. The screen was flooded with his messages.