In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73: She Fell Ill

In Emanuele's view, the most crucial thing right now was to ensure everyone's safety. As for emotions, mental well-being, and other concerns, Emanuele admitted that he didn't have the time to think about them. Isabella's current emotional state, no matter how heartbroken she might be, felt unimportant to him. Compared to her safety, everything else had to be put on the backburner.

Lilly could hardly believe these cold-hearted words were coming from Emanuele. It made her wonder if she had ever truly understood him. She used to think Emanuele was warm and polite to their staff, including the cooks and servants. But now, seeing how he treated Isabella, she finally understood why Isabella was heartbroken.

Isabella fancied Emanuele, yet he responded with such indifference. How could she not be heartbroken?

Lilly had no choice but to end her call with Emanuele and turned back to look at the closed door. She didn't know how to break the unfortunate news to Isabella. She was already quite heartbroken, and if she learned that Clark was coming over to live with her in advance, even just to stay together, she couldn't imagine how desperate Isabella would become. But, she would eventually find out.

Lilly sighed and decided to return to the kitchen. Tonight, she planned to make Isabella's favorite dinner: tomato and bacon pasta, grilled sausages, and freshly squeezed orange juice, hoping that these delicious dishes might lift Isabella's spirits.

In the evening, Lilly prepared everything and knocked on Isabella's door, inviting her to dinner. After a while, Isabella opened the door.

She was wearing a pale pink silk pajama set, looking tired. Her eyes, once bright and large, had lost their luster. Over the past few days, it seemed like she had lost a lot of weight, and her pajamas now hung loosely on her.

Lilly felt pity for this young girl. She hugged Isabella gently. "Isabella, you've been in your room all day. Don't stay cooped up. Come out and have dinner."

Isabella followed Lilly to the dining table. She looked at the carefully prepared meal. These were her favorite dishes, and if it were any other time, she would have been delighted and eager to eat.

But now...

Isabella looked at Lilly and said, "Lilly, thank you for preparing this dinner for me." She had no appetite, though, feeling like her stomach was churning. She tried to eat a little more, not wanting to disappoint Lilly, but eventually, she couldn't force it any longer.

Lilly felt deeply for Isabella. "Isabella, you'll get sick if you keep this up."

"I'm fine," Isabella replied. She got up from her seat and headed to her bedroom.

For some reason, her stomach felt really uncomfortable. She wasn't sure if it was from overeating or some other reason, but she couldn't help but rush to the bathroom and vomit.

Isabella ended up throwing up everything she had eaten today, including bile. Afterward, she felt a bit relieved.

But simultaneously, her body felt incredibly cold, like being in a refrigerator. Goosebumps covered her skin.

Isabella's consciousness grew hazy, and she lay down on her bed, thinking that perhaps a good night's sleep would help her feel better.

In her half-asleep state, Isabella heard Lilly's anxious voice, "Yes, Isabella is sick. She seems to have a fever; her forehead is burning hot, and I'm really worried about her."

Isabella briefly woke up but quickly drifted back to sleep.

When she woke up again, she saw Emanuele.

Isabella blinked, thinking she must be mistaken. She tried to open her eyes wider and indeed saw the tall figure and handsome face of a man.