Emanuele couldn't help but tightly grip Isabella's waist, forcing her to lie in his embrace.
"Isabella, can you please stop always making me angry?" Emanuele gritted his teeth. At this moment, he genuinely loved and hated Isabella.
"You're angry again?" Isabella was somewhat surprised and also very helpless.
She couldn't understand why Emanuele's emotions were so unstable, getting angry for no apparent reason. She had only repeated what Emanuele had said to her before. He was the one who had talked about killing her, so why was he angry now?
Isabella was thoroughly confused.
Emanuele didn't want to answer Isabella. He just held her tighter, deciding he didn't want to argue with her now. He would wait until they returned to Chicago to discuss it.
...
Rain poured down, enveloping everyone, as if mourning their loss of loved ones.
Isabella was held in Emanuele's arms, and at this moment, their emotions were filled with sorrow.
The priest spoke words nearby, but Isabella couldn't absorb any of it. In her mind, scenes of the past, when she and Sophia depended on each other, replayed.
Her mother was as important to Isabella as life itself.
When Isabella's father passed away when she was young, Sophia raised her single-handedly. They had little money, and life was tough, but Isabella felt happiest being with her mother.
Because of this, she matured early. Despite being mistreated by her uncle's family, she endured it without resistance or telling Sophia. She feared her mother would worry or be upset if she knew.
So, Isabella endured.
Later, when Sophia fell in love with Leo, Isabella initially wanted to stop her. She believed Leo was a dangerous person, and for people like them with no background, getting involved with such people would only lead to a quicker death.
But Sophia had her own opinions and pursued a relationship with Leo, eventually marrying him.
Later, Isabella had to enter the world of the Mafia. Although during this process, Sophia forced her to do many things she didn't want to do, Isabella now realized that marrying Emanuele was the most perfect outcome.
So, she didn't resent Sophia.
Sophia was her only family.
Now, she had passed away in this tragic manner. Isabella leaned against Emanuele, trying to control her emotions, but tears still streamed down her face.
She regretted not chatting more with Sophia the last time they met, not hugging her more. She regretted it; she should have done that at the time.
Unfortunately, time couldn't be turned back.
Emanuele's hand caressed Isabella's back. He, too, was mourning, but he could stabilize his emotions.
Feeling Isabella's vulnerability, there was nothing Emanuele could do. The only thing he could do was to accompany her and make her feel his strength.
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