Revegenful Billionaire

Chapter 23 | Difficult Decision

There were so many thoughts in Carlotta's head now, that it made the girl dreamy often. Many times without realizing his hand rubbed his stomach. A foreign affection began to be felt. Damn, that fetus might even be as big as a pea. How could Carlotta love him?

The choice to abort the content is the most rational choice. Everything will go back to how it was, like nothing ever happened. If he told the hospital that he was pregnant with a rape, no one would oppose his decision. He will have the support of everyone. His career remains at the top. He won't lose anything.

Besides the baby.

For some reason, Carlotta's feelings for the fetus were getting stronger. She felt unable to lose her baby. This is her baby with Alessandro, the man she's been in love with for ten years.

However, if Carlotta chooses to keep her baby, a difficult path will lie before her. People will ask who the father of the baby is. If she is silent, she will be labeled as a cheap woman who sleeps with just any man who is not even her lover.

If Carlotta had told the truth that Alessandro was the father of her son, it would have been even more difficult. Given what kind of man Alessandro is, Carlotta is confident Alessandro will insist on being responsible. He will be forced to marry Carlotta, without love. The worse possibility is, Alessandro will hate their baby. The baby was born without Alessandro's wishes. Or perhaps, Alessandro would even doubt the boy as his son. That night, Alessandro was wearing safety.

Carlotta felt unable to marry someone who would hate her and hate her child.

About the other options that Marco put forward, Carlotta could not even think about it. Everything's bad.

Unknowingly, Marco's week-long deadline had run out. When the filming hours were over, Marco came to Carlotta in his tent.

"So, what decision are you going to make?" Marco asked, and Carlotta felt unprepared to hear the question.

Marco waited for Carlotta's reply for almost five full minutes. The man finally stood up and said firmly. "If you can't choose, I'll choose it for you. We're going to the hospital now."

"No, Marco..." Carlotta.

"Carlotta, honey, listen to me. The fetus in your stomach doesn't even have a life. He just got a blood clot. You're gonna be fine. Tomorrow morning, you'll even forget she was there." Marco pointed at Carlotta's belly.

Carlotta started crying.

"Darling, this is all just the influence of hormones. I heard you didn't even cry while working as a waitress at the party des Angelo. You didn't cry when your father ran away leaving you and your sisters. Lately you've become more sensitive because of this fucking pregnancy. We need to get rid of him and get back your free life."

"I can't, Marco..." Carlotta was still crying.

Marco forced Carlotta to stand up. He's holding, half dragging, Carlotta out of his tent.

Unexpectedly, Alessandro Ferrara was walking over. The man saw Carlotta crying, and definitely thought Marco was hurting the girl. Damn it, Marco thought, but he hurt Carlotta.

"What's this?" Alessandro violently releases Marco's hand from Carlotta's arm. "What did you do to Carlotta?" Anger flared in Alessandro's eyes.

Marco shrugged his shoulders. He turned to Carlotta. "Well, if you don't want to come with me now, I'll tell Signor Ferrara everything. Decision in your hands, Carlotta."

Carlotta nodded quickly. He threw a pleading gaze at Marco. "No, no, don't do that..."

Alessandro stood between them in confusion. "Said what? Just tell me then, Marco. I'm ready to listen to you."

Carlotta was crying harder. "No, please, Marco. No. gabe. I can say it myself!"

Marco sighed heavily, then looked back and forth between Carlotta and Alessandro. "alright. I'll leave you guys to talk, then. I'll pick you up again after... thirty minutes?"

Carlotta just shut up.

Alessandro patted Marco on the shoulder. "Don't worry. I'll take her home."

Marco asked Carlotta for approval, and Carlotta could only nod weakly.

"Then, please take care of him." Marco told Alessandro before leaving.

***

Never before had Alessandro seen Carlotta cry to this extent. Carlotta is a strong girl, and is used to harboring her own feelings for fear of making others worry about her. Seeing Carlotta grieving, Alessandro's heart felt like it was slashed.

Indeed, since being evicted from the Marinelli residence, Alessandro wanted revenge. He tried to do whatever would destroy Carlotta and his family. However, Carlotta proved himself not a weak opponent. The girl stood as hard as a rock, not swayed despite being swept away by the storm.

Alessandro wondered what happened tonight. What makes her Carlotta cry? Who hurt him? From this very second, Alessandro decided that he would no longer take revenge. Enough is all.

He wanted to start all over again with Carlotta. Is there no more barrier? After all, Carlotta still seems to hold a fondness for Alessandro. Even if it was just a little bit, Alessandro would accept that.

"Where are we gonna talk, Carlotta?" Alessandro opened the conversation.

Alessandro. He took Carlotta to his tent, and ordered Lombardi to watch the surroundings, lest anyone eavesdrop on his conversation.

Alessandro's tent is bigger and more luxurious than Carlotta's. There is a sofa-bed there to rest on, as well as a set of sofas for guest seating. The pantry is complete with premium food. Also an expensive coffee machine.

Carlotta wants coffee now, but it won't be too good for her fetus.

Alessandro goes to the pantry. "You want something? Hot drinks, maybe?"

Carlotta nodded. "Sheat chocolate seems fun."

Alessandro smiled. It was like going back to ten years ago, where he skillfully made Carlotta whatever the girl wanted.

"Two cups of hot chocolate are coming." Alessandro brought their drink with a wooden tray. Carlotta followed behind Alessandro, then sat right in front of the cup of hot chocolate that Alessandro was serving him.

Carlotta cupped the chocolate cup with both hands, warming herself up. Today instead of overheating, Carlotta felt cold. His hands and feet felt as if they were frozen. He was too nervous to talk.

"So, what are we going to talk about? Something fun, I hope?" Ask Alessandro.

Carlotta closed her eyes. "I came to apologize."

Alessandro sat up straight. "There's nothing to forgive now, Carlotta. We're gonna bury the past. You want to, right?"

Carlotta started crying again. "I-I'm not apologizing for the m-past." The girl started to sob. Alessandro immediately approached her, putting the cup still held by Carlotta on the table for fear that the hot liquid would flush the girl.

Alessandro then draped his arm against Carlotta's back, stroking the girl in a calming gesture. "Tell me slowly. What the hell is it? Do you need my help?"

Carlotta shook her head quickly, not wanting Alessandro to think Carlotta was only coming to him if he needed help.

"I'm sorry I can't seem to continue with this film." Carlotta says. "I'll leave the entertainment world temporarily. Maybe for a year or two."

"What's going on? You can't do this, Carlotta. You're gonna get a big penalty."

Carlotta shakes. "I'm sorry, but I won't change my decision."

"Where are you going?" Alessandro asked. His body was tense and his hands clenched tightly. He did not expect Carlotta to want to leave when he wanted to start again.

Carlotta just shook her head. "New York's. I'm gonna meet my mom. I haven't seen him for too long."

Alessandro's fist loosened. "I can take you there, Carlotta. My private plane's ready to go tonight if you want it."

Carlotta looked at him sharply. There were still remains of tears there, but Carlotta's gaze was unshakable. "Don't you understand, Alessandro? I want to get away from you!"

"What do you mean, Carlotta?" Alessandro looked hurt. Only Carlotta could hurt him like this, even twice.

"I want to stay away from you. I can't stand being around you. When I get back to the entertainment world in a year or two, I hope you never involve yourself with me again. Do you understand?" Carlotta stand.

Alessandro holds Carlotta's hand, preventing the girl from leaving. "I know I made a lot of mistakes with you, Carlotta. And I haven't had time to apologize. And so, I'm sorry." Alessandro was holding Carlotta's hands now. "Will you forgive me? I'm not gonna do it again. I'm sorry."

Carlotta let go of her hand with a loud jolt. Her tears are threatened again. "Don't ever find me and bother me again, Alessandro. Goodbye bye!"

Then, the girl just left.

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