The Wrong Woman

Candice was shocked. She couldn't grasp what Elio meant by his words.

Was it possible that his desire for beauty and pleasure could drive him to such reckless extremes, even at the risk of his own life?

Elio declared his desire for her. Wasn't he afraid that her family would kill him for trying to make her his mistress? Didn't he have any moral boundaries? Candice was livid.

"Let go of me," she demanded.

Elio loosened his grip on her wrist and took a step back.

Candice massaged her aching hand. "Elio, just give up. Marry Josie and live a good life with her. Be good to her, and stop chasing after me."

With those words, Candice stormed off. She angrily unlocked and pushed through a large iron gate. As she walked, she cursed inwardly at Elio.

he weren't already committed to someone else, she would've considered being with him, even as

side for many years, and their wedding was just a

the living room

Elio," the

despondent. Mila's voice came

there. "Mom, Wanda," he said indifferently, without stopping as

wouldn't look this upset even if he lost billions. It has to be her influence," she muttered darkly. "Do

worried if it were Josie. His

smile and patted her back reassuringly. "Mom, don't worry so much. Young people manage their own love lives. Let him choose for himself. Don't meddle or try to arrange anything. He can handle it on his

lowered her voice. "I'm trying not to meddle, but he shouldn't

was taken aback.