In the room, no one dared to utter a word. Even though they were all Emanuele's family, they knew better than to interfere when he was in a rage. Attempting to stop him would only fuel his anger and lead to graver consequences.
Chloe had just finished her portion of pasta but couldn't suppress the urge to rush to the bathroom and vomit.
"What's going on, Emanuele? Was there something wrong with the pasta?" Sophia had a puzzled look on her face. She hadn't shown any reaction when Isabella had her meal.
"Of course, something's wrong. She fed Isabella something even a dog wouldn't touch," Emanuele replied, his temper still flaring. Thankfully, he holstered his gun and ordered the staff to prepare two steaks.
"Maybe it's just because Chloe hasn't cooked before, and she made an accidental mistake," Sophia suggested. She couldn't fathom why Chloe would sabotage Isabella, considering their good relationship.
Emanuele's lips twitched. He wasn't sure whether to believe Sophia's words, but no matter what, she was Isabella's mother, unlikely to harm Isabella to protect Chloe, though Chloe might be a different story.
"Isabella, I seriously doubt your intelligence right now. Even a child would vomit if they ate something awful. Don't you know that?" Emanuele gritted his teeth, perplexed by the fact that she had consumed something Chloe made, which tasted as terrible as dog excrement, and still put up a facade.
What was going on? Emanuele couldn't make sense of it. The woman who was fierce in his presence now seemed as docile as a lamb. Ever since Chloe arrived, she had been acting strangely.
"She made it for me, and I didn't want to be rude," Isabella explained, looking at the man who was currently defending her. For some reason, she felt less frightened in that moment.
Because he was standing up for her, she felt as though she was being protected.
Isabella found it strange. Even though this man had always bullied her, he would stand up for her when it mattered. Why was he doing that?
"Isabella, sometimes I genuinely want to open up your mind and see what's going on in there," Emanuele bit his tongue and lightly tapped Isabella's head. He remembered the events of yesterday, her fall and the bruised forehead, which made him cautious about using too much force.
He couldn't understand himself. Seeing this woman injured and vulnerable made him feel a desire to protect her. It was infuriating. He had always wanted her gone, so why couldn't he bear to see her hurt?
"From now on, you mustn't let this happen again, Isabella. You're the Mafia princess, and you have the right to reject anything that makes you uncomfortable. If Chloe bullies you, you can tell me, and I'll take care of her," Emanuele whispered to Isabella.
"Thank you," Isabella couldn't understand how Emanuele had suddenly transformed into a kind-hearted man, but she was grateful. At least, in this moment, her previously turbulent emotions had calmed down.
As for punishment, she didn't think Emanuele was needed for that. If he took action, Chloe might not even survive.
She felt that it was easy for Chloe to lose her life, but what she truly desired was to defeat Chloe herself, conquering the fears and pains deep within her.
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