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 would've considered being with

their wedding was just a

into the

Mr. Elio," the maid greeted

suit jacket toward her and loosened his tie while continuing to walk, looking despondent. Mila's voice came to his ears as he walked past the living

couch and saw Michaela and Mila seated there. "Mom, Wanda," he said indifferently, without stopping as he continued toward

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

be less worried if it were Josie. His marriage

back reassuringly. "Mom, don't worry so much. Young people manage their own love lives. Let him choose for himself. Don't meddle or

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

taken