The Wrong Woman

After suppressing his feelings for so many years, Elio found himself lacking the courage to touch Candice's face. He mocked himself inwardly. What a coward he was.

But he couldn't wait any longer. He had no more time to waste.

Standing up, he entered the bedroom and retrieved a plush blanket, gently draping it over Candice before retreating to his own room.

By the nightstand, he removed his watch and loosened his tie. At that instant, his phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, he saw it was Michaela calling.

Due to the time difference, it was midnight here but noon back in Norvania. He shed his tie and blazer before answering the call.

His voice was low and hoarse. "Mom, what's going on?"

From the other end, Michaela's furious voice erupted. "Elio, have you lost your mind? Why did you take Candice out of the country? What are you trying to do? You rascal, you promised me you'd manage the overseas company for ten years before coming back!"

Elio remained silent.

joined our company, didn't you?

detached. "I returned under the condition that

to Josie at the banquet, so you must marry her and be

If you harm her even a little, they

you done?" Elio asked, his indifference

but as your mother, I do. If you lay a finger on her,

tone was devoid of anger as

was silence from

and sorrow. "I didn't have. Wanda's exceptional intelligence, but

except for six hours of

that such a crime? You burned all the photos I had of her, threw away every gift