Chapter 5 Tears
Chapter 5 Tears
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“A hundred and fifty million? Where did Giulia get that kind of money?”
“Yeah, even Salvatore only has 50 million right now.” Everyone looked at me in shock, clearly not believing it.
They started questioning the auctioneer.
“Is your machine broken or something? There’s no way Giulia has that much money.”
However, the auctioneer stayed calm and said the system would never be wrong.
So, I really did have that many assets under my name.
I ignored everyone and looked up, meeting Salvatore’s eyes.
Funny-this was the first time he actually looked at me properly.
I smiled without saying anything. “Salvatore, that’s it. It’s over.”
I found my father’s ashes, and my eyes turned red.
My heart ached so badly that I could not stop the tears from falling.
Gabi clenched her teeth, refusing to back down.
She glared at me and tugged on Salvatore’s sleeve, pouting. “Salvatore, you promised you’d help me no matter what I wanted.
“I want Giulia’s father’s ashes.”
Suddenly, I was surrounded by Salvatore’s close friends-none of them were on my side.
I looked up at Salvatore.
I knew he was cold and never went back on his word.
However, it was not until I heard him say “Okay” in that flat voice that I truly realized how important Gabi was to him.
Salvatore’s voice was sharp. “Giulia, you took Gabi’s jewelry last time, so just give her your father’s ashes.”
Give her? How could he ask me to give away my father’s ashes?
I forced a smile, but my heart had gone cold.
For six years, I had loved Salvatore.
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When he got drunk at a party and threw up on me, I stayed up all night taking care of him.
He did not like sweets, so I gave them up-even stopped buying my favorite dessert.
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I thought if I just loved him enough, I would eventually win him over. I really believed that one day, he would let me into his world.
Or even be good to me like he was to Gabi.
Yet, I was wrong.
Salvatore did not know how to do that.
There was no way I could ever be someone he truly cared about.
I looked up at Salvatore. “Impossible.”
He glanced at the tears in my eyes, and for just a second, his expression softened. Yet, in the next second, Gabi sud- denly clutched her stomach and cried out in pain.
“Salvatore, do you think the negative energy from Giulia’s father got into me? My stomach really hurts…”
Whatever emotion Salvatore had vanished from his face.
Even though he knew Gabi was pretending, he still did not dare take the risk.
He waved his hand, and his bodyguards moved in to take my father’s urn.
Salvatore looked at me, cold and detached.
“Giulia, you can keep a few of your father’s belongings. I’ll find a new spot at a good location for him in the city cen- ter.”
