An hour later, Allesandro returned to the hospital, his footsteps heavy, as if burdened by the weight of the situation. As soon as he walked through the door, he could feel the tension in the air. Ambrose had just left, his presence lingering in the room like an unsaid word.
Before Allesandro could say anything, Ever's voice cut through the silence, sharp and filled with venom.
"Do you think I will let you crawl back into my life like nothing happened? You're a piece of trash, Allesandro Wales." Her words hit him like a slap to the face. "You think you own the world, but clearly, it's just an illusion. Leave me alone. Go back to your fiancée, Natalia, the one carrying your heir because my children are not the heirs of Wales Enterprises. My kids are mine alone. You denied them before they were even born, which makes you a pathetic person."
