Giving Birth To The Italian Billionaire's Baby

. Waking up with a headache and a dry throat from alcohol, Altezza forced himself to get up and hur

lic, potentially damaging her career. Ironically, every time he went there, Altezza always parked his car far from the house and even entered through

household assistant-a middle-aged woman with melancholic eyes, and her husband, whom Altezza appoin

bedroom. He didn't bother to knock and directly opened the bedroom door. His wife was seen pack

e asked without preamble. Jovanka was s

activity. Well, Altezza considered this to

ce you. Besides, you can't give in for my sake either," he said in a more

uld feel hurt or disappointed, but strangely, he felt nothing. As if

h her beautiful eyes. "Al, please," Jovanka showed her plead

as about to do without a word. He chose to stand at

ntinued with a casual demeanor. Altezza leaned back against the wall again, this time observing the wrinkles on the

ezza straightened his standing position, turned, and was about to leave her. Aware that she was abou

she asked with a p

ou to choose between me and my career. And you chose to leave m

" Jovanka asked,

e part ways. I will marry another woman and have a child, as I've dreamed of all this time." The beautiful woman's fa

that, Al!" she exc

can," Altezza replied confidently. "Some

ore mine, Joe," he growled harshly. "So, I choose

want to go, then go. And you do

ovanka pulled Altezza's arm, but

his wife's house assistant. "Yes. I do love you, Joe.

always find excuses to reject me. And I'm the one who always lets you do what

o you compared to becoming the mega star," he said with all hi

woman's face was reddened with tears pooling, while the middle-aged coup

equest. After this, I will be yours. I pr

as also your statement a year a

ery time I asked you to stop ch

my desire to have a child. And I'm sure that's what you'

by 'us.' But here, 'I' am the o

d your obsessions. And now, I'm done with you, Jovanka Lawrence."