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.

else, she

Josie had been by his side for many years, and their wedding was just

into the living room

Mr. Elio,"

his suit jacket toward her and loosened his tie while continuing to walk, looking despondent. Mila's voice came

indifferently, without stopping as he continued toward the stairs. "Where have you been? You look worn out," Mila

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

less worried if it were Josie. His marriage is deeply troubling me," Michaela

gave her a wry 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

closer to Mila and lowered her voice. "I'm trying not to meddle, but he shouldn't have fallen for your

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