Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 70

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 70 Nothing is her fault

VICTORIA’S POV

Upon reaching the hospital, my level of anxiety began to increase. To be honest, if it weren’t for Alessandro’s continuous support, I don’t think I could have managed to control my emotions for as long as I did. In just seven days, he made me forget the past three years of ignorance. I know, some would say, I am being weak by moving on so quickly.

But, for me, no, I don’t. During the time that I have spent with this man, I can attest that every one of his actions was sincere and imbued with love.

I guess if this goes on, I will withdraw from the probation period soon. However, not now, for it’s time to see Papa.

Some nurses greeted us as we entered the hospital’s reception, and a nurse led us to the hospital’s third floor, which is the VIP floor of the hospital. Upon turning the doorknob, a heart-wrenching sight greeted me: Papa was sprawled on the bed, with a network of wires snaking across his chest. The resounding hum of machinery filled the room, providing a rhythmic background as Mama sat by Papa’s side, clutching his hand in a tender embrace while Antonio was talking to his phone before the window.

Just one glance at Papa and I felt my world spin as I trembled. Aless’s hands wrapped around me tightly as I leaned against his chest; I couldn’t remove my eyes from Papa.

“Hey, it’s alright. Everything will be fine,” he whispered in my ear soothingly, and that made me tearier.

I took in a long, invigorating gulp of air and regained my composure, standing tall and proud once more. As the resilient daughter of my beloved father, I simply cannot allow myself to appear so weak and vulnerable in his presence. I wiped my tears away and stepped inside with Aless beside me.

“Papa…” I called for him as all three turned their gazes toward me. Mama stood up only to gasp, watching the man beside him.

frowned. “What is he doing here?” Her tone is broken, and a dark circle has found its home under her eyes. She looked so

are you here?” Antonio’s cold tone came, making the

or how to say it. I only stared at Papa, who was staring at me with the

him. I decided to give him another chance,”

gasped again as

from a state of complete unconsciousness in front of their house. And now you have the audacity to suggest that you want to give him another chance?! Don’t you see Papa’s condition? How could you do this in

“Papa, I…” But, he turned his head to

Did I hurt them again? Am I, not a good daughter? Should

kept roaming around my head, and I

tone

Antonio turned murderous, and he would have bitten him by now if Papa’s

didn’t stop. “I know I am not allowed, but I also can’t accept how you talk

your wife?” Antonio chuckled coldly. “Did you hit your head and

but I grabbed his hand. He looked at me, and I shook my head at him. He agreed, even though reluctantly, he

angry too. I was about to say something

him. He didn’t

departure opened my eyes to her true value. I’ve come to understand that I’m a mere shell

chance; with this, I promise before you, on my knees, I won’t let sad tears roll down her eyes because of me or my family again. I

one chance. Please, just one chance. I promise I will