The Hidden Medical Genius: Healing My Crippled Mafia Boss

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k car carrying Eleonora disappeared down the

l there. I subconsciously touched my throat. The skin

hing, but Eleonora just rolled up the window. I saw

she still dared to disrespect my father. Once she got

e with envy as I held onto the handsome Jul

leonora, was temporarily forgotten.

uxurious suite in the Carlisle estate. It was

eaving me to excitedly explore the room, fa

. I wanted to be perfect for my wedding ni

re the enormous mirror, admiring my own beautifu

small red do

uch mind. But when I stepped into the shower, a stra

the single red dot had exploded into a shocking patch of red rash

ore I scratched, the more it itched. The rash became re

d. Julian walked in. The gentle s

voice was filled wit

Julian, I don't know! I

leper. The look in his eyes w

uch me!"

vered in the hideous red rash, and scream

ning. Eleonora! It was her! Th

ike I was an idiot. "She's on her way to New York. How

ve me! He thoug

mination, the doctor couldn't find a cause. He could

pent in a haze of itch

too intense to sleep. Through a haze, I hear

to see a sight that shattered my world. Julia

e one assigned t

robe around himself. "I need a wife, not a disgusting monster.

ined out of me. I co

g I had schemed for, had turned

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edan speeding toward New Yo

the dark night sky stretching back toward the home I had le

. Seeing the subtle smile on my face, she coul

fying," I murmured softly, letting

thly. "We have a long journey ahe

g her blanket in the seat beside

er allergen, colorless and odorless. It was delivered via a bottle of Charlize's favorite p

tional excitement, causing acute, severe hives. But it would

dn't take her life, but it would instantly destroy the two things

the cabin, the smile

only the