Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

When Emanuele heard Isabella mention divorce, his urgent expression turned dark and his eyes reddened, as if he was about to lose Isabella.

“Isabella, I disagree, I will not agree to divorce with you.”

“But you cheated during our marriage.” Isabella showed him the photo on her phone. “Even if I sue in court, there is no way to determine a divorce?”

As Isabella spoke these words, she was also in pain, but there was nothing she could do.

She thought of Jessie’s competent demeanor, her perfect appearance, good figure, good temperament, and orderly way of doing things. Isabella knew that no matter how hard she tried, she could never catch up to Jessie.

This kind of woman could truly help Emanuele.

At this moment, Isabella’s phone vibrated, and she received a text message from Jessie.

“Isabella, I’m really sorry. Emanuele took my phone and deleted your contact information from it. I’ve been thinking, and I feel sorry for you. I made a pact with Emanuele to carry out the mission. I should protect him, not have a relationship with him… Isabella, I really hope you can forgive me. I didn’t mean to have a relationship with Emanuele. If you’re really angry, you can scold me, okay?”

But how could Isabella scold Jessie?

Although Jessie was also at fault this time, Isabella knew she had no right to scold Jessie.

In the end, this matter was between Emanuele and her. If what Jessie said was true, then she was also a victim.

But thinking of the inconsistencies between Jessie’s words and Emanuele’s, Isabella also maintained a skeptical attitude towards Jessie.

“It’s okay, Jessie, this has nothing to do with you.” Isabella took a deep breath and said.

“I still feel guilty, Isabella. I’m sorry. How can I compensate you? Just tell me, as long as I can do it, I will try my best to fulfill it.”

Upon hearing Jessie’s words, Isabella bit her lip. She really didn’t want to talk to Jessie now. However, Jessie’s attitude was so sincere that Isabella didn’t know what to say.

Of course, she blamed Jessie, but compared to Jessie, she blamed Emanuele more.

Why couldn’t he fulfill his promises to her? In the process of carrying out the mission, he should have been more vigilant. Even if he didn’t have a relationship with Jessie, he was lured into bed and stripped and photographed. These were all established facts.

Thinking of this, Isabella felt very sad.

She didn’t reply to Jessie. She closed her eyes and quickly held back the tears that were about to fall.

She looked up at Emanuele. “So, Emanuele, what do you want to do?”

“I don’t want a divorce.” Emanuele was suddenly asked by Isabella, and he didn’t know how to answer, but he knew he couldn’t divorce Isabella.

Moreover, the matter between him and Jessie was just too absurd. He hoped Isabella would believe what he said.

However, Isabella seemed so calm.

“Emanuele, you know, for your own good, and for my good, we should divorce. I’m really tired.”

In this marriage, she not only had to protect her own safety but also watch her husband going to bed with other women? It was ridiculous.

Isabella thought, maybe being with Emanuele would be dangerous, and although she didn’t mind, she couldn’t watch the man she liked have a relationship with other women.

Thinking of this, she felt a pang in her heart.

She knew that in the future, similar things might happen with Emanuele.

Her feelings for Emanuele were getting deeper and deeper, and she couldn’t let go of him.

If by then, she had to watch Emanuele being intimate with other women, Isabella thought she would die.

Instead of enduring it, she decided to end it now. Although it was painful, it would eventually be healed by time and wouldn’t hurt as much.

When Isabella insisted on getting a divorce, Emanuele approached her, grabbed her shoulder, and made her look at him.

“Isabella, look at me. When have I ever lied to you? Why won’t you believe me?”

Isabella was forced by Emanuele to look at him, with her chin held up. She wanted to struggle, but the power between a man and a woman was uneven, not to mention Emanuele, who was a trained man. She couldn’t break free when he grabbed her.

“Emanuele, let me go!”

“Isabella, when have I lied to you? Do you really think of me as so despicable and unworthy in your heart? You know how cautious I am about Jessie, how could I possibly sleep with her?”

“Yes, how do I know you? Maybe you only think like that on the surface, but in reality, it’s not what you do?” Isabella felt like her heart was being twisted with a knife as she looked at Emanuele, tears uncontrollably rolling down her face.

Although she had been trying not to cry, trying to restrain her emotions, and not shed a tear in front of Emanuele, at this moment, forced to face him and his intense gaze, Isabella couldn’t help but cry.

“Enough, Emanuele, please, let me go.”

She knew that her desire to divorce Emanuele wasn’t just because of that photo; the matter between Emanuele and Jessie was also a factor.

But more than anything, it was the accumulation of pain over these days that forced Isabella to speak up and ask for a divorce.

Isabella knew Emanuele didn’t care about not being able to have children, but she still minded a little. Coupled with all the danger, the fear, and now this emotional turmoil.

Isabella thought she was really tired.

She had trusted Emanuele, supported him, and in the end, she felt like a clown, like nothing at all.

Seeing Isabella crying, Emanuele also panicked and hugged her, but Isabella resisted him fiercely, struggling in his arms, hitting him, kicking him, trying to break free from his embrace.

“Let go of me, let go of me now!” Isabella kicked Emanuele as if in a frenzy, although this little force didn’t hurt Emanuele, he was afraid Isabella would hurt herself, so he had to let her go.

“Isabella, please calm down. I beg you, calm down, okay?” Emanuele quickly tried to soothe Isabella.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.