Revegenful Billionaire

Chapter 34 | Warm Morning

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What did Alessandro really think? Carlotta could not guess the man's way of thinking. Just a few days ago, the man left with a disappointed face, involved in a single accident, making Carlotta's world turned upside down, and making Carlotta unable to sleep and unable to eat. Now, the man was in front of him.

No, the man even slept while hugging her.

Carlotta wanted to wake up, but Alessandro's embrace was very comfortable. Too comfortable, to the point of acknowledging that the baby in the womb is the child Alessandro is already at the end of his tongue. The confession was swallowed back when he heard Alessandro groaning in pain for the umpteenth time.

"Please give me your phone." Carlotta.

Alessandro sighed heavily. "You'll definitely call Lombardi."

Carlotta got up from Alessandro's arms and changed her position to sit down. "I'll call anyone to get you back to the hospital."

"No need, dear..."

Carlotta paid no heed to the man's words. His hand had already groaned over Alessandro's body in search of a cell phone.

"Oh, no, no. You won't find it that way. Shit, we'll even be in bed all day if you don't stop now, Carlotta." Alessandro warned.

Carlotta almost laughed, if Alessandro didn't look too serious. "You're sick. You might think of doing 'that'."

Alessandro rolled Carlotta into his arms again. "I'm not kidding. Kiss me."

Carlotta gasped small. However, he could see Alessandro's eyes blazing with passion. Carlotta's body felt as if it was melting just because it was viewed that way.

"Alessandro, stop. We gotta get up now and-"

Carlotta could not continue with her words because Alessandro had already kissed her. Just a light kiss, but Carlotta's body was on fire. My God, Alessandro really feels like a forbidden fruit.

"You're so sweet..." Alessandro whispers. Then, the man groaned loudly while holding his chest.

Carlotta got up and searched Alessandro's phone as fast as she could. When he found it, he immediately dialed the number of the person posted as the man's emergency contact.

A man's voice sounded across the street. "Yes, Signor?"

Suddenly Carlotta felt ashamed. "Ah, this isn't Alessandro. I'm-I'm his friend."

"Miss Carlotta?" Guess the guy on the phone.

Carlotta was surprised. "You know me?"

"Yes, Miss Carlotta. I'm Luca Lombardi. What's the problem?"

Carlotta looked at Alessandro who was cowering in pain while shaking his head. "Look, Signor Lombardi, can you come and pick up Alessandro? He looks in pain. I think he should still be in the hospital."

Lombardi sounded alert. "His ribs were broken and last night he insisted on moving Miss Carlotta to her own guest room. I'm not surprised he'll feel pain afterward."

Carlotta. Alessandro forced himself to carry him through two aisles and down the stairs to reach the guest room, but his ribs were broken. What does that mean?

"He's really reckless." Carlotta started nagging. "Did he think I wasn't heavy? My weight went up around-"

"You're as light as a feather, honey..." Alessandro cuts Carlotta off. "And I'm fine. Don't exaggerate the problem."

Lombardi answered quickly. "Good, Miss. Me and my people are already heading there."

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Carlotta was tempted to climb into Alessandro's limo when the man asked her to come along. The morning was very pleasant as Alessandro treated her gently. It feels almost like going back in time. But the man was in pain. Carlotta knew Alessandro was trying to hide his pain, and was not very successful in doing so.

Carlotta's heart was relieved because despite the pain, Alessandro was not hurt very badly. Not as bad as his car accident that horrendous all of Italy. As the man left with the group of men in black suits, Carlotta stroked her own stomach and smiled. "You met your father today, son."

Without being prevented, Carlotta imagined a beautiful future that could lie before him. What if he confessed to Alessandro, and it turned out that Alessandro was pleased with the news that he was going to be a father? What if Alessandro said that he loved Carlotta too? What if they get married and become a happy family?

What Alessandro does keeps Carlotta tossed. Sometimes, the man treats her as if she is the most special woman in the world. However, there was a time also when the man treated him as if he had no price. Carlotta shook her head slowly and removed all her sweet delusions. He must be strong to guard his own heart. He doesn't want to be hurt anymore.

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Marco Bruni realized something was different with Carlotta when he brought her back to Rome. Marco Bruni realized that Carlotta's body had begun to be powered. The woman looked healthier and fresher. In fact, his face looked radiant. Reddish cheeks. A small smile continued to linger on her pink lips.

Something's going on, guess Marco. And this must have something to do with Alessandro Ferrara.

"Are you like this because we'll be in Rome soon and we'll meet with Alessandro to confess?" Marco asked.

Carlotta gasped at the question. "Marco! We, right, agreed not to tell him!"

Marco drives while turning his eyeballs. "You agreed that with yourself. Me and Giacomo don't."

Carlotta folded her hands in front of her chest. "You two can't do anything without my permission."

Marco changed tactics to dig up information. "Alright, alright. Now, tell me what happened. You look flowery, when our situation in public is not so good. Why do you look..happy?"

Carlotta smiled again, but immediately threw a glance out the window of her car. "Oh, it's nothing."

Marco squinted his eyes. "Does this nothing have anything to do with Alessandro?"

Carlotta nodded again. "How did you know?"

Bingo! Marco was happy because his guess was right. "So, what's he doing that makes you happy? Don't you usually cry after meeting her? What makes this time different?"

"Oh, I don't know, Marco. She's so sweet."

Marco slips. Sweet, said? Carlotta calls the man who raped her and made her pregnant sweet? This must be due to the influence of the baby.

Marco berdehem. "He's coming to the parlor?"

Carlotta nodded. "He came in the middle of the night and hacked into my room like we were in a forbidden relationship."

Marco could not be surprised. "Alessandro's? Came to your room last night? Isn't he dying somewhere after a big accident a few days ago?"

Carlotta laughs. "He's hurt, right. But definitely not dying."

God's dear son of a bitch, Marco swore in his heart. "Then, what did he do to you after infiltrating the room?"

"I don't know!" Carlotta laughed shyly. "I was sleeping, then when I woke up in the morning, I had already been moved by him to a larger room. He hugged me all night."

Marco immediately braked suddenly. "He really did all that?"

"I'm not dreaming, Marco. Aunt Valentina and all the other orphanage kids are witnesses that she was there this morning." Carlotta convinced.

Though it sounds a bit impossible, Marco believes in what Carlotta said. And if everything Carlotta says is true, it means there's a chance that Alessandro does love Carlotta. And the man made Carlotta fall in love again. Marco can only pray that this time it all ends well.

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