Taming My Arrogant Husband

Chapter 87: The father and son

"That was my biggest mistake as a father and as a person. If only I could go back in time and change

everything that happened, I would be a better person and a good father to my son."

"But you can't, because you've chosen your path and you've chosen to be that way."

"I'm sorry."

I gasped when he held my hand. I tried to remove it from his grip but seeing the tears that flowing again

from his eyes stopped me from doing so.

"I know it is too much to ask and I don't have the right to ask you, but I'm begging you, Belle." He said

his eyes were full of sadness, pain, and despair. "I can't change what happened, but I know I can still

change my son's life. He was an innocent boy but I turned him into a monster."

I took my hand away and tried to push back my own tears.

"I will tell him your words." I said not looking at him.

"Thank you, Belle. I'll bring this even in my second life." He smiled but a smile that didn't even reach his All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

eyes.

"I have to go and don't worry I will tell him your words."

And I immediately left his room when he nodded.

I was just a few meters away from his room when I saw some doctors and nurses running towards my

direction. I stopped walking and stood aside to give them way. But my eyes widened when they all

entered the room where I had just left.

I came back to see what's happening just to be shocked by what I saw.

"Oh, my God!" My hand automatically lifted over my chest.

They were now performing CPR towards an almost lifeless body of Nicholas. Then they all stopped and

we all turned to the monitor when we heard its beep and showed the straight line.

"Ora della morte, 13:30." (Time of death, 1:30 pm)

And everything went so fast. How can this happen so fast? Not even an hour has passed, it's just about

30 minutes, no 10 minutes. I was just talking to him 10 minutes ago and now he's gone.

I really wanted to cry, but I was so shocked that I couldn't find my tears.

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"Ooh ... guarda chi c'è, mia bella Belle." (Ooh... look who's here, my beautiful Belle)

Joseph's first greeting when he saw me in the waiting area. He still has a vicious grin that I know, that if

I had never seen his father die earlier and if I hadn't heard his final words towards him, maybe I would

have screamed right away just by seeing that evil grin of him.

"I didn't come here for myself."

"So for whom, for your husband?"

I sighed and ignored him by asking the question that came first in my head.

"How much do you love your father?"

That seemed shocked him that he knitted his eyebrows and his grin disappeared.

"My father has nothing to do with this." He suddenly lowered his tone and for the first time he avoided

my gaze after answering my question.

"He wanted me to tell you how much he loves you---"

"What are you talking about? When did you talk to my father?"

I gasped as he slammed his hands on the table, glaring at me. But I chose to ignore him and kept

talking.

"He said you were the greatest gift that he ever received in his life, and he wants you to move forward

even when he's gone. Don't waste your time on being a rascal, use it wisely while you're still young."

I took my bag and stood up but he screamed again.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"He's gone. He passed away this afternoon from a cardiac arrest."

"No, that's not true! You're lying! You're just telling me this thing because you wanted to get revenge!"

"Well, I wish I am just lying to get revenge on you, but I'm not like you! I also wish I hadn't witnessed his

struggle to lose breath and I fucking wish I didn't hear his doctor declaring his time of death!"

"No! It's not true! He can't die. He can't leave me!" He said shaking his head.

"The hospital management has already called the only family your father has for the funeral. It depends

on you whether you believe me or not. I have to go."

"No, Dad!"

He shouted and leaned back on his seat. Seconds later, tears began to flow from his eyes and wailed

like a child.

"Why, Dad?"

I just stood there, watching him as he cried and poured out his heart.

Seeing this man wailing and grieving in vain should make me feel happy, screaming and jumping with

joy, but learning his reason of being in pain is the same as the pain I felt when I lost my father, I couldn't

feel delighted.

Because of his loud cries, two officers came running to us and asked us what is happening. I explained

to them what happened to Joseph's father and they instantly understood his reaction.

And the moment I was about to leave the room...

"Aspetta, Yzabelle!" ( Wait, Yzabelle!)

He called me but I ignored him and continued walking until I reached the door, but his next words made

me stop. I turned around slowly just to be surprised to see him in his knees.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for what I did." He said looking at me with tears running down his face. "I know

what I did was unforgivable and I'm not asking you to forgive so quickly, but I just want to apologize for

everything. I lost my father without even telling him that I love him and I'm sorry for all the troubles I

brought to him. I just want to show him that I still exists. That even he lost Mom, I'm still here waiting for

him to come home. But now he's gone and I can't tell him those words anymore.

The pain, the problems, the traumas and nightmares he gave me were unforgettable. The time and

moments he stole from us was unforgivable. We have lost so many opportunities to be together and

now we are about to lose again another time and memories of not being a complete family for losing

our father.

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My head throbbed when I got home, maybe because of so much stress and crying all day. Why does

De Luccas always giving me pain and headache? Ever since Dad introduced them to me and even

until now.

I was about to go upstairs when I heard a loud voice behind me.

"Where have you been?"

I closed my eyes when I recognized who the owner of that voice was and took a deep breath before

turning to him. How would I explain to him everything that happened all day? All in just one day.

"Sophia, where have you been? I've been calling you for almost 3 hours but you haven't answered any

of my calls!"

"I just went to the supermarket."

"Supermarket? But I just got there an hour ago when Angie told me you were there."

"Uhm... I went to a coffee shop near the supermarket after I finished buying groceries."

"Really? Did you just sit inside the coffee shop for three hours?"

"Yes." I replied avoiding his gaze.