He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 08
Dante asked again.
Marco struggled to keep his expression neutral. “Moretti, the arrangement between Elena and me was settled by the elders of our two families. I didn’t know you two had already…”
“You do now.”
Dante cut him off, his tone mild.
Marco’s face turned ashen. He glanced at Ophelia, his eyes clearly asking: *Didn’t you say she had no one in Paris?*
Ophelia looked even paler than he did.
She bit her lower lip, tears welling in her eyes.
“Elena, if you were married, why didn’t you tell the family? Maria is so sick, and you still kept this from everyone…”
“You know now, don’t you?”
I didn’t look at her. My gaze moved from Salvatore to Vincent and finally landed on Luca.
“I am not accepting a setup, and I am not accepting anyone signing me into an engagement. I gave Dante my permission to stand here as my husband.”