Chapter 152 A Wife's Instinct

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Maria hung up the phone, a cunning smirk spreading across her lips. The news she had just received was too good to be true: Alessandro had been severely injured, and there was little hope he would survive the next twenty-four hours. "What's up, Mom?" Vittoria asked as she descended the stairs, noticing the rare, almost gleeful expression on Maria's face. It had been a long time since she'd seen her mother-in-law in such high spirits. "Guess what?" Maria quipped, turning to face Vittoria. "We don’t have to wait much longer to see that bastard Alessandro die in misery," she announced smugly. "What do you mean?" Vittoria asked, stepping down from the last step and striding toward Maria, who was lounging on a plush leather sofa in the living room. Maria’s smile widened as she stretched her arms over the backrest, reclining with a sense of satisfaction. "He was caught in a deadly attack and shot. Now, he's fighting for his life on a hospital bed. The doctors say if he doesn't wake up within a day, he'll slip into a coma," Maria informed her with palpable joy, her chin held high as she envisioned the bright future awaiting them. "But Mom, if he's in a coma, he’ll still be alive. How will we get our revenge then?" Vittoria asked, her voice dripping with hatred. Maria turned to look at her, a deep furrow forming between her brows. "You're right," she muttered, deep in thought. "You're absolutely right," she murmured under her breath as she grabbed her phone and dialed a number. "What are you going to do now, Mom?" Vittoria asked, curiosity piqued by the determination etched on Maria's face. "I'm not going to do anything," Maria replied with a cunning smile. "But I will let this information get to the Marinos, and they'll definitely do something about it." Her smile turned sinister. "Alessandro, start counting your days on earth because soon you'll be headed straight to hell!" she hissed as the phone connected. Vittoria watched in silence as her mother-in-law began conversing with one of Alessandro Valentino's greatest rivals, the head of the Marino family. The Marinos, notorious for their illegal activities and control over the mafia in Rome, had a longstanding and bitter feud with Alessandro. The gleam in Maria's eyes made it clear she was setting the stage for something far more dangerous than a simple vendetta—she was unleashing a storm that would devastate everything in its path. Meanwhile, Mia returned home, her mind still consumed with thoughts of Alessandro. Finding no peace, she quickly showered and changed into fresh clothes. It was late at night; Gia and Maximo were already asleep. After checking with the nanny, she felt a wave of relief when reassured that the children had been put to bed on time, away from troubling news about their father. Yet, she knew she had to talk to them soon and reveal the truth—that Alessandro was their biological father. She quietly went to her mother's room to check on her. As she cautiously opened the door, she found Camille had also fallen asleep. Mia gazed at her mother’s serene, albeit tired, face, silently thanking God she was alright. Despite the poisonous atmosphere that had filled the conference room, everyone had come through unscathed. After gently closing the door behind her, Mia surveyed her surroundings. Everything seemed normal, yet her heart remained restless. A nagging feeling told her that Alessandro and the doctor were hiding something. The thought unsettled her, weighing heavily on her mind. No, nothing could happen to the almighty Alessandro, she reminded herself, shaking her head to dispel any negative thoughts. Her mafia husband was invincible and had faced death countless times. Even death itself seemed to fear him, bowing to his iron will and unmatched strength. He was the strongest man she knew. She returned to her room and spotted her phone on the bedside table, having been retrieved by someone from the rescue team after her abduction. Dialing her brother's number, her heart pounded as she waited impatiently for updates on Alessandro's recovery. "Hello?" Alexander's voice was husky and out of breath. "Mia, are you okay?" His concern was evident. Mia hesitated before asking, "Where are you, Alexander?" There was a brief silence before he replied, "Mia, actually, Chloe came to see you and Mother at the hospital, but you all had already left. I dropped her off and will be staying here for the night, coming back early in the morning." He quickly added, "But if you're not feeling okay, I'll come home right now." Alexander wasn’t at the hospital?! Then who was with Alessandro? Was he all alone? Her heart raced with fear, a sense of dread creeping over her as the feeling that something terribly wrong was about to happen intensified.

Chapter 152 A Wife's Instinct

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