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."

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

surprise that he had a secret crush on Candice. She was

facing the floor. She offered a faint smile and patted the spot beside her. "Elio, come sit with me." Elio complied and leaned

and five years older than Candice. Despite

shaped him into

talk about

are here for your wedding next month," said

and he responded

out the

his gaze

to push you into this, no

scornful smirk crossed Elio's

concern.

before responding, "I've been thinking about what to do if she was behind Candice's close call overseas. Should I have her arrested? Cut ties with her? Or just

spiked. "What happened

over now, and

sighed in relief and said firmly, "Mom truly adores Candice. She treats her like her own granddaughter. Don't worry too much. It definitely wasn't Mom."

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