Isabella's POV

"Isabella, I didn't fall in love with her." He stated as she put his hands on my arms.

"I don't want to hear you. Please...." I mumbled. My voice was barely audible. I didn't feel fine.

"Isabella...."

"Did you really love me or you thought it was love, but now you regret it?" I asked while tears were running down my cheeks uncomfortably.

"Of course, I loved you and I love you now. I will love you in the future as well. Please, believe me." He said, looking into my eyes as he cupped my cheek. I looked down, crying. He sighed and continued. "It is my father's plan...."

"Enough! Don't accuse your father. You could refuse. You could have said you loved someone else. Even you could tell him that we got married." I snapped, crying and pulled back.

"Her father.... He is a mafia, but he shows himself as a businessman." He informed. I gave him a puzzled look. I was looking at him in shock while he was explaining what was going on.

He breathed deeply and approached me as he finished explaining.

"Bella mia, please. Believe me. I just love you no one else. Just give me some time. I promise I will end it as soon as possible." He promised, cupping my cheeks and wiped my tears off my cheeks with his thumbs, looking into my eyes.

"Why haven't you told me before?" I asked, sobbing.

"I didn't want to get you worried. You are pregnant. It isn't good in your state. And I didn't think it would take these long. I thought I would handle it soon, but..." He sighed, depressed.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I screamed out in pain and placed my hand on my stomach.

"What happened?" He asked, frightened and wrapped his arm around my waist.

I couldn't answer; I was hurting so much. I pursed my lips together in pain as I grabbed his hand.

"OK, calm down. We are going to the hospital." Alessandro said in panic and scooped me up in his arms quickly.

His driver, Pablo looked at me, worried as he saw us approaching the car.

"Open the door! Hurry up!" Alessandro demanded in panic. Pablo nodded and opened the door quickly.

Alessandro put me on the back seat and got in the car. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pulling me into his chest. I leaned against him, crying in fear while resting my hand on my stomach. The pain decreased slightly, but it didn't pass completely.

Pablo got in the car and started the car.

"To the hospital." Alessandro ordered as he placed his hand on top of my hand on my belly and placed a soft kiss on my forehead.

Pablo looked at us in the rearview mirror, surprised.

Alessandro frowned and snapped, frustrated. "Drive faster!"

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Alessandro was holding my hand, sitting on the chair beside my bed while we were waiting for the doctor. I felt worried about my baby. Yes, my doctor in New York told me that the risk passed, but she still warned me to be careful. Suddenly, the door opened, interrupting my thoughts. The doctor walked in, holding the test results in her hands. Alessandro stood up nervously, still holding my hand and looked at her in worry.

"The test results are good. However, you should inform your obstetrician about it because she knows your health records." She said.

I breathed deeply in relief and placed my hand on my belly. Alessandro gave me a charming smile.

"Have you felt sharp pains before?" The doctor asked.

I bit my lower and nodded. Alessandro gave me a questioning look, full of fear and worry in his eyes.

"Yes.... I had a miscarriage risk." I mumbled. Alessandro tensed up instantly. "Because of that the doctor didn't let me fly till my second trimester." I added and traveled my gaze from the doctor to Alessandro. He was looking at me, full of fear in his eyes. He gulped as he squeezed my hand tightly.

"Hmm...Then it will be better if you keep your doctor informed as soon as possible." The doctor warned with a serious look.

"She recommended the obstetrician in Rome. She has already informed Dr. Taylor Butler about my state. I have an appointment in two weeks." I informed.

"Good." She nodded. "You may leave the hospital." She added, giving me a smile.

"Umm...Is there any risk for them?" Alessandro asked, concerned.

"They are fine. Don't worry. But as I have told before she should be careful and avoid stress." The doctor replied.

"Thank you." Alessandro said, giving her a grateful look.

"Why didn't you tell me?" As soon as the doctor left, Alessandro asked, trying to control his anger.

"You had already had enough problems. I didn't want to worry you more." I replied honestly.

"I am sorry. I couldn't be beside you when you needed me more." He apologized as he held my hand and placed a soft kiss on my hand.

"It isn't your fault. Your father was in the hospital. Your parents needed your support." I reassured, giving him a warm smile.

He gave me his charming smile. "My angel." He kissed my lips. "I love you, bella mia." He admitted and kissed my forehead as he rested his hand on my stomach.

"I love you too." I admitted, stroking his hair.

"What did the doctor tell you? Did the risk really pass?" He asked anxiously.

I gave him a warm smile and placed my hand on top of his hand on my stomach. "Don't worry. He is fine. I just have to check up regularly. " I informed. He nodded and sighed in relief.

After the hospital, we went to the mansion. As the driver parked the car in front of the house, we got out of the car. Alessandro placed his hand on my back as he headed us towards the door.

"Are you okay?" He asked anxiously.

"Yes, Ale. I am fine as I was five minutes ago." I said, grinning.

He scowled. "I am just worried."

"I know, but you heard the doctor. We are fine. We just need to be careful nothing more." I reassured him, giving him a warm smile as I placed my hand on my belly and stroked it gently. He nodded, sighing.

When we walked into the living room, Silvia and a girl were in the living room. As they saw us, they stood up.

"Gaia?" Alessandro mumbled, puzzled.

Gaia? My eyes widened in shock as I looked at her while she was staring at Alessandro, smiling ear-to-ear. My body tensed up as I felt jealous.