"Grazia, don't be nervous. Perhaps things aren't as bad as you imagine," Isabella firmly believed that as long as they persisted and didn't give up, they could find a way out.
Grazia nodded, looking much better under Isabella's comfort.
They arrived at the restaurant, and after a while, Rocco appeared.
"Hello." Rocco greeted Grazia with a smile and shook hands with her.
He then turned to Isabella and shook hands with her, saying, "You must be Mrs. Lombardi."
"Hello."
Although Isabella had seen Rocco before, her attention had never been focused on him. Today, she took a careful look at Rocco.
He didn't differ much from her memory. He looked cold, suspicious, and though handsome, a scar on his face made him somewhat intimidating.
At this moment, he wore a smile, but it couldn't entirely mask his seemingly cruel demeanor.
If Emanuele looked ferocious, like a tiger watching its prey, Rocco was more like a venomous snake, inducing fear in those who saw him.
This kind of man, even someone like her who often stayed by Emanuele's side and had seen all sorts of people, would find him intimidating.
How could he make women fall for him? Especially when compared to Andrew, who was entirely different. Grazia would find it hard to like a man like Rocco, wouldn't she?
Isabella couldn't help but feel a twinge of worry for Grazia.
She cautiously looked at Grazia, who was clearly nervous.
"Grazia, this isn't our first meeting. We've met a few times before. However, this is our first meeting as an engaged couple. How do you feel?" Rocco asked Grazia directly, despite her nervousness.
"I... I feel a bit uneasy. I didn't expect us to get married..." Grazia felt a bit overwhelmed, especially under Rocco's scrutinizing gaze.
It was as if she were a criminal.
"It's okay. I believe you'll get used to it soon." Rocco reassured, holding Grazia's hand on the table.
Isabella sat beside Grazia and felt Grazia's body tremble slightly when Rocco held her hand.
She was clearly frightened.
Isabella frowned and looked at the man in front of her. Unable to hold back, she said, "Um, Mr. Gallo..."
"Just call me Rocco." Rocco interrupted Isabella. His blue eyes stared at her.
However, despite having the same blue eyes, Rocco's and Clark's were entirely different. Clark's eyes were sunny and warm, while Rocco's were gloomy.
"Rocco," Isabella forced a smile, "I heard about you and Grazia. It seems sudden. Grazia's husband just passed away, and we are still immersed in grief. At this moment, if you want to be with Grazia, you should learn how to pursue a girl properly."
She wanted to remind Rocco not to be too sudden with Grazia. Grazia's husband had passed away not long ago, and she hadn't recovered from her grief.
Rocco seemed to understand Isabella's words; he nodded, "Isabella, don't worry. I'll give Grazia some time to adapt. We can get married in a month or two, no problem."
Too fast! Isabella marveled. Two strangers getting married in just two months? She wondered if Grazia would go crazy! How could she forget Andrew and develop feelings for Rocco in two months?
"Rocco, why do you have time to come over today?" Grazia changed the subject, asking.
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