The Wrong Woman

Chapter 883

There was a persistent knock on the door.

Unwilling to respond, Elio remained motionless. His gaze was desolate and distant. It was as if he was lost in another world.

It wasn't until the knocking ceased and Mila's voice came to his ears that he snapped back to reality.

"Elio, it's me, Wanda."

Although Mila was rarely home, she held a warm and kind image in Elio's heart. He found those affections he lacked from Michaela in Mila.

Shaken from his thoughts, Elio got to his feet and turned the portrait around before heading to the door.

As the door was opened, Mila noticed his somber expression and lifeless gaze. She felt a pang of sympathy.

"Wanda, do you need something?" Elio asked.

Mila's eyes crinkled into a smile as she asked softly, "May I come in and sit for a while?"

Elio hesitated briefly, then opened the door wider. "Come in."

cold. There was a large bed, a row of cabinets, and

Candice. She was like a ray of sunshine-warm and

gaze sweeping the room until it landed on the portrait, now facing the floor. She offered a faint smile and patted the

toe. He was young, handsome, wealthy, and five years older than Candice. Despite his less-than-charming personality, Elio

shaped him into the man he was now. Candice could certainly

talk

and I are here for your

over, and he responded

sent out the

silent, his gaze

guess she's determined to push you

smirk

concern. "Why aren't you

thinking about what to do if she was behind Candice's close call overseas. Should I have her arrested? Cut ties with her?

anxiety spiked. "What

over now, and

in relief and said firmly, "Mom truly adores Candice. She treats her like her own granddaughter. Don't worry

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