My Fiancé Swapped Places With His Twin At The Altar Chapter 07
At the same time, it was the middle of the night in New York.
After Bianca threw her SIM card away, Matteo waited in the Moretti family living room for a long time.
He dialed her number again and again, hearing nothing but the automated message that the user was unavailable.
Ashley sat on the other end of the sofa, her eyes red and swollen, as if she had been crying all night.
Isabella held her hand, comforting her softly.
“Ashley, don’t be upset. Matteo was just angry. He let Bianca get to him.”
Ashley shook her head, her voice faint.
“It’s all my fault.”
“I never should have wanted a wedding that didn’t belong to me.”
“If it weren’t for me, Bianca wouldn’t have left for Europe with Alessio in a fit of anger.”
As she spoke, she coughed twice, her face growing even paler.
My mother’s eyes reddened instantly.
“Ashley, how can this be your fault? You’ve always been the sensible one. It’s Bianca who has a rotten mind.”
Her father said coldly, “Letting her go out there and suffer a little will be good for her. Maybe then she’ll stop thinking the world revolves around her.”
Ashley bit her lip as fresh tears slid down her cheeks.
“But Bianca could never handle hardship. And Alessio has no influence in the family.”
As if she had made up her mind, she slowly stood.
“Matteo, maybe I should go to Europe. I’ll bring Bianca back and take her place. She just misunderstood you. Once she comes back, you can explain everything.”
Matteo’s grip tightened on his phone.
He lifted his eyes to Ashley, his expression a tangled mess.
In the past, whenever Ashley cried, he would always soften.
This time, though, he didn’t move to comfort her.
“That’s enough.”
The room fell silent.
Ashley froze.