His Ruthless Redemption (Isabella and Dominic) novel Chapter 58

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Of course.

She looked effortlessly put together in silk loungewear, hair glossy, and makeup subtle like a woman glowing under the warm hand of a man who adored her.

And her palm rested lightly on her abdomen.

Her eyes swept over me, taking in my wrinkled shirt, damp hair, and tired face.

“Oh.” she said sweetly. “You’re awake.”

The gentle tone cracked something in me. It felt like pity pretending to be kindness.

“Yeah” I murmured. “Headache.”

She smiled, sympathetic in shape, cruel in execution

She lowered her voice. “I imagine so. You were a lot to manage last night.”

Heat crawled up my neck. “I’m sorry if I disturbed anyone.”

“Not anyone,” she said lightly. “Just Dominic.”

I went still.

“He was up half the night,” she added casually. “Making sure you were okay, calling Maria to check on you, making sure things were fine.”

Shame flared in my chest.

“I didn’t ask him to-”

“No,” she agreed. “But he stepped up. He always does, doesn’t he? He cleans up the messes. He’s like that.” Her eyes sparkled with something like triumph. “It’s one of the things that make him an incredible husband.”

Something cold and sharp slid under my skin.

“What?” My voice came out too thin. “What did you say?”

I remembered hearing them address her as Mrs Russo at the hospital. But hearing her admit it to me out loud was somehow more gutting.

She tilted her head, the picture of innocence. “Oh, you didn’t know?”

The hallway seemed to tilt. The air thinned.

“He has been great, you know,” she continued, smoothing her hair. “Preparing things before the baby comes. It’s all very thoughtful.”

Thoughtful.

Like planning a life that used to be mine.

I gripped the banister behind me before my knees could give out.

“That’s not My voice cracked. “He didn’t say—”

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Chapter 58

“Well, of course he hasn’t told you yet” She clicked her tongue. “He wouldn’t want to upset you. He knows how fragile you

can be*

Fragile.

The word gutted me.

I blinked hard, but the tears still came. Alessia softened her expression, her version of mercy, maybe.

“I’m not trying to be cruel,” she said softly. “I’m just making sure you’re not confused.” Her gaze swept the hallway, like checking for an audience. “It’s better for everyone if you know where things are headed.”

My pulse roared in my ears.

“And where is that?” I whispered.

She stepped closer, not touchi

He told me he can’t be survive it if someth

invading every inch of space she could.

ything happening to us,” she said, palm brushing her stomach. “That he wouldn’t erent now. You must see that.”

Us.

Not you

outh as the implication sank in like poison

he right things,” she continued. “The ap

The planning. He’s present. He wants to

cked the wind out of me.

deep inside me, something cracked

her hand briefly on my should

you start thinking about

orever.”

the whisper of glass breaking.

of someone pushing you off of a cliff.

armured. “And for yourself. Dominic can’t keep dividing

ile was soft

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