His Apology Two Lifetimes Late

I looked helplessly at the soldiers, hoping my position as Kent's fiancée and our shared history would earn me some mercy.

However, their loyalty to the Don was absolute. They abandoned me.

"Alessia, you heard the Don. Everyone knows you're jealous of his bond with Camilla. If you hadn't led her into this mess, none of this would have happened."

"That's right. You went too far this time. Don't interfere with our mission. If the Don finds out, your punishment will only be worse."

Tears filled my eyes.

"Just give me a first-aid kit and a bottle of water. I'll get back on my own."

They left me the kit and some water, then turned and strode away without a backward glance.

I swallowed my tears along with the rain. Gradually, a sliver of strength returned.

Against the faint morning light, I continued my agonizing trek, finally stumbling out of that deathtrap.

However, the moment I reached the entrance to the family safe house, I collapsed.

Under the care of the family doctor, I eventually regained consciousness.

"Thank God, Alessia! You're awake!"

The doctor quickly placed a hand on my belly and said softly, "Don't worry. Your child is fine. Very healthy."

I let out a long sigh of relief. A relieved smile broke through the tears welling in my eyes.

Just then, Kent passed my doorway.

The doctor was about to call out to him, but Kent just pursed his lips and gave a scornful smile.

"Of course. If you're going to put on a show, might as well go all the way. Alessia, feel free to stay in the medical bay as long as you like."

With that, he turned and walked into another room without looking back.

That was where Camilla was being treated.

Yes, she had been rescued safely.

The doctor looked at me with sympathy.

"What is the Don talking about? You were so badly injured. Why won't he even come see you?"

I gave a bitter smile, not knowing how to answer.

That evening, a fully recovered Camilla came to my room.

On her hand was a family ring I recognized instantly. It was the ring I had earned through blood and service, the symbol of the Donna—the Don's wife. And he had given it to her.

Noticing my gaze, Camilla raised her eyebrows smugly.

"Wow, Alessia. You took a bullet and didn't even die. You and that little bastard in your belly sure are lucky."

I replied calmly, "Come to confess?"

"Confess? Fine. I led you into that ambush. I wanted our enemies to take you out. But what proof do you have? Who's going to believe an outsider like you over me? Kent? He's already chosen a side, and it isn't yours."

"Oh, and by the way, how does it feel to be abandoned by the man you love? Does it just break your heart?"

She was trying to get a rise out of me, dangling Kent in my face. Pathetic. She had no idea I'd already written him off a lifetime ago.

Now that I had what I needed, I looked at her coldly. "Please leave."

Suddenly, she raked her nails violently across her own face and shrieked.

"Ah! Alessia! Don't!"

Hearing her cries, Kent burst in.