He Missed Our Wedding, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 09

He Missed Our Wedding, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 09

ALESSIA

Six months after our legal marriage, we held the formal wedding.

It was magnificent.

Every important member of the Varela and Bellandi families attended.

Everyone said I had made the wisest choice of my life.

I knew Carlos was powerful.

I did not want to spend my life hidden behind his name.

I continued leading the Bellandi Group and expanded our film investments and air-freight business.

Within three years, no director questioned me again.

I became irreplaceable to the Bellandi family.

As for Carlos, I already knew I loved him.

He would not say how he felt.

I refused to say it first.

He hid his emotions too well.

I had to search for proof in small things.

Every portrait I painted of him disappeared the next day.

There was no need to ask.

He had hidden them in the collection room no one else was allowed to approach.

One day, while Carlos was at the office, I finally opened the door.

There were no weapons.

No ledgers.

No expensive jewels.

Only paintings.

Some were recent portraits of Carlos.

Most were far older.

I recognized every one.

They were the paintings I had donated to charity auctions in high school and college.

Every time, the organizers told me an anonymous buyer had paid the highest price of the evening.

That buyer had always been Carlos.

From high school until now.

The lie I told my father to comfort him had been the truth.

When Carlos came home that night, I blocked the door to his study.

“You really have been secretly in love with me.”

His body stiffened.

“You entered the collection room?”

“When did it begin?”

I moved closer.

“Carlos Varela, everyone is afraid of you.”

“Why are you frightened of admitting you love one woman?”

The tips of his ears slowly turned red.

The hands that held guns without shaking hung uselessly at his sides.

“Alessia, don’t do this.”

“Do what?”

I held his gaze.

“I’ve found every secret. Are you still going to deny it?”

Carlos opened his mouth.

Nothing came out.

Fine.

After all the years he loved me silently, I could speak first.

I rose onto my toes and kissed him.

“Carlos.

“I love you too.”