Chapter 90 Amore Mio

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"No, you're right. I won't understand this because I don't have kids," Emily muttered, her voice trembling, her eyes reflecting painful memories she couldn't shake. She turned abruptly, her movements hurried as she rushed toward the door. "No, no, Emily. That's not what I meant to say. I'm so sorry," Mia pleaded desperately, her voice heavy with regret as she reached out and grasped Emily's hand, unwilling to let her friend leave in anger. She could never hurt her best friend, and she was baffled by how it had come to this. Mia knew what Emily's ex-husband had done to her. Emily had fallen in love and married the man she thought she loved, only to discover he had used her for his own gain, taking everything from her. She had left her studies, never completing her degree, pouring her money and love into their relationship. But he betrayed her, cheated, and even orchestrated the deaths of her parents to seize their properties and business. He mocked her with his mistress, throwing her out of their home and his life, causing her to miscarry their child due to physical assault by that monster. Both women's stories were eerily similar, but fortunately, Mia's children had survived. That bond of shared pain was why they understood each other so well. Emily stopped but refused to face Mia. Her trembling body betrayed the emotions raging within her, and Mia could sense her friend was on the verge of tears. Mia's eyes glistened with the pain in her heart as she looked at her friend, who had always been there for her through thick and thin, now engulfed in so much hurt. Guilt washed over Mia like a tidal wave. Her conscience scolded her mercilessly, and she wished desperately to turn back time and take her words back. "Emily, it... it just slipped out in the heat of the moment. I didn't mean to hurt you," Mia murmured, her voice choked with emotion. She pulled Emily into a tight embrace, holding her friend close as if to shield her from further pain. "You're my angel, my rock. I didn't mean to make you relive those memories." Emily sighed deeply, her nod signaling reluctant agreement, and Mia felt a weight lift from her shoulders. "As you said earlier... It's your life, and you can make your own decisions. I just want you to be sure you're not making a mistake," Emily said wearily, her voice tinged with concern and exhaustion. "He's engaged to that supermodel, Vanessa. I'm afraid he's just using you again," she added. Mia bit her lip, recalling what Alessandro had said when she confronted him about the photos of him with Vanessa. "I talked to him, and he said he's broken up with her," Mia reiterated Alessandro's words, trying to reassure her friend. Emily nodded in understanding. "Just be safe, and don't let any man hurt you again." Mia knew that Emily was wary of trusting men after experiencing such brutal deceit from the man she had truly loved. "Don't worry, Emily. I'm not that naive. I'm Mia Peterson, a woman who runs her own interior design business. I'm confident and strong enough now that Alessandro can't hurt me or my children like before. If I find out he's deceiving me, I'll make sure he faces the consequences," Mia declared firmly, reassuring her. "But I still feel bad for Adam. He loves you so much," Emily said with a weak smile. Mia responded with a helpless shrug. "I just hope he finds someone who truly deserves his love." "Alright, let's set this aside for now. You should get ready quickly. Otherwise, the kids will blame me for keeping their mom occupied and making them late for dinner," Emily suggested, her tone turning softer and playful. "What do you mean? Are you not coming?" Mia asked, confusion knitting her brow. "No. Go ahead, guys. Carry on with your family dinner," Emily sighed, pursing her lips with a hint of resignation. Mia shook her head, refusing to accept Emily's response. "No! You have to come. Otherwise, it won't be a family dinner." "Mia..." Emily began to protest, but Mia cut her off. "Please, Emily, you know the kids love you so much. They'll be upset if their favorite aunt doesn't come," Mia insisted, appealing to Emily's fondness for her children. "Alright, alright. Fine, I'm coming." Emily relented with a smile, looking warmly at Mia. Mia beamed joyfully at her friend. "Now let's get ready, okay?!" Emily nodded before she opened the door and headed to her room. Mia watched Emily disappear into her room before closing the door behind her and turning to the cupboard to choose a dress. She felt a surge of mixed emotions—excitement and relief—grateful that Emily had decided to join them. Mia chose a knee-length, sleeveless red dress, pairing it with minimal makeup and peach lip gloss. Her black stilettos and matching clutch completed the elegant look. When Mia emerged after getting ready as quickly as she could, she found the kids and Alessandro already in the living room. Their smiles and voices brimmed with happiness and excitement as they waited for her and Emily. "Mom!" Both kids ran toward Mia, beaming brightly. They hugged her waist, and Mia wrapped her arms around them, her heart swelling with happiness to see her children so joyful. Alessandro walked over to her and swiftly stole a kiss on her lips. He looked like a man truly in love, his eyes reflecting the depth of his feelings. They were fixed on her, unable to look away from the one face he craved whenever she was not by his side. If it were in his power, he would keep her locked in his heart and never let her go. "You look beautiful, amore mio," he whispered into her ear, making her blush. "I want to forget dinner and just keep looking at you all night." Mia gasped, surprised. Where had the merciless mafia boss gone, replaced by this tender lover boy? "Mom, can we leave now?" Maximo squealed with excitement. Mia shifted her gaze to the children, reminding Alessandro that canceling dinner was no longer an option. Alessandro shrugged and smiled brightly—God, how could someone's smile be so beautiful? Mia was momentarily dazzled. "Daddy, tell Mom it's time to go. We're getting late!" Maximo insisted impatiently. Mia was amazed at how a father's presence could transform their lives. She had provided everything for her kids, but now, with Alessandro in their lives, it felt as though the missing piece of the puzzle had finally been found. Mia smiled warmly at her son, caressing his head and smoothing his short blonde hair. "We are waiting for your Aunt Emily, sweetie." Just then, the door to Emily's room opened, and she emerged in a stunning black dress. Maximo and Gia ran toward her, grasping her hands and grinning up at her brightly. Emily's gloomy heart suddenly warmed at the sight of their innocent faces. "Aunt Emily, are you ready? Can we leave now?" Gia asked in her sweet, innocent voice. "Yes, darling. Let's go," Emily cheered, smiling as they headed to the exit. Alessandro wrapped his arms around Mia's waist, leading her out as they followed Emily and the kids. Suddenly, Alessandro's phone chimed with a notification, and he excused himself to check the message. As he read it, his expression darkened without him realizing it.

Chapter 90 Amore Mio

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