The Don’s Rejected Wife Chapter 06

The Don’s Rejected Wife Chapter 06The Don’s Rejected Wife Chapter 06

Luca and Marco stood frozen.

“No… no, that’s impossible. She couldn’t have…”

Marco cried even harder.

“Is it Mom or Grandma?”

They followed the firefighter to the morgue.

“The body has been identified,” the firefighter said quietly. “It’s your wife’s mother.”

They stared at the charred remains. Neither of them could speak.

Luca covered Marco’s eyes.

“What about my wife?” His voice was hoarse. “Where is she?”

The firefighter shook his head.

“We found no trace of her. The security hard drives melted in the fire, so we can’t confirm anything.”

He paused.

“But witnesses saw her enter the room. So we can’t rule out…”

Before he could finish, Luca roared.

“That’s not possible! Stella is not dead!”

Marco went completely still.

“Mom…”

After the funeral, Luca stood with his fists clenched.

“How does a VIP room just catch fire? The security there was airtight.”

The investigator pulled up the hallway footage.

“Do you know Isabella Rossi? She had an access card. She was here one hour before the fire.”

“The accelerant was set on a timer. The timing matches perfectly.”

Luca’s jaw locked.

“What?”

Marco wiped his eyes and shook his head.

“Bella wouldn’t do that. She loves us.”

Then the footage played.

Isabella appeared on the screen, slipping into the VIP room minutes before the fire.

Luca didn’t need anyone to explain the rest. He grabbed Marco and drove straight to her place.

Isabella opened the door with a smile.

“I knew you’d come back. Want to watch a movie?”

Marco slapped her hand away.

“Bad woman! Give me back my mom and grandma!”

Luca seized her wrist, his eyes bloodshot.

“What did Stella ever do to you? You tried to kill her.”

Isabella knew she had been exposed. Still, she put on that innocent face.

“She threatened me. I was only defending myself.”

The same excuse.

Word for word.

Luca finally saw her for what she was.

“You crippled Stella’s mother on purpose, didn’t you?”

His voice shook with rage.

“We were fools.”

Marco beat his fists against her legs.

“Liar! Monster!”

Isabella shoved him away.

“So what if they’re dead? I can be your mother now. I’ll treat you better than she ever did.”

She pouted at Luca.

“I’ve always been loyal to this family. Marco is like my own son.”

Luca almost laughed.

“The family?” His voice turned ice-cold. “Stella is my wife.”

Marco glared at her, eyes red.

“You think I’d ever call you Mom? Keep dreaming.”

Isabella lost control and lunged at Marco. Luca stepped between them and kicked her back before she could touch him.

“You’re going to prison.”

He called the FBI tip line and told them everything.

“No! Please!”

She dropped to the floor and begged.

Luca kicked her into the coffee table. Blood pooled beneath the back of her head.

Outside the door, Marco sobbed.

“Mom doesn’t want us anymore. I want Mom…”

Luca held him tightly, but inside, he was hollow.

Stella’s mother was gone. How was he supposed to face Stella now?