Chapter 122

Damiano

“Oh, darling! The ring is just beautiful!”

My jaw clenched at the horrendous high-pitched voice. Every time that woman opened her mouth, it felt like a bunch of knives continuously stabbing into my ears. I was convinced Gaetano was partially deaf. It was impossible he heard that voice and decided to marry it.

“Thank you, Morella.” Althaia gave a tight smile, and I could tell it was taking everything in her not to grimace.

“Wonderful news, figlia! When’s the big day?” Gaetano smiled widely.

“Oh, actually…” Althaia started, and my hand squeezed her waist a little, warning her not to let it slip out. She quickly glanced at me before facing Gaetano again with a soft smile. “…We haven’t decided yet. Plenty of time to figure it out.” She told him instead.

“Good, good. The sooner, the better.” He looked at me when he said that, not being discreet about his underlying message to me.

“Congratulations again, darling.” Morella