Too Late, My Regretful Don Chapter 07

Too Late, My Regretful Don Chapter 07

My pale, lifeless face lay in a pool of blood, curled up pathetically. 

He’d seen me in that accident. The person in 

the blood was me. 

“Here’s her autopsy report. Terminal cancer 

with organ failure. Eight broken ribs. More. 

self–inflicted cuts than I can count. Tens of 

thousands of whip scars…” 

“Enough!” 

Renato’s eyes were bloodshot. He cut the officer off, his mouth twisting with anger. 

“Officer Vincenzo, you knew Giulia pretty well, 

didn’t you? She put you up to writing this. 

ridiculous crap, didn’t she?” 

“She knew I’d come to ID the body. So she 

had you lay on the sympathy act?” 

Thinking about the past, he laughed bitterly. 

“She almost killed Rosa back then, and then 

she left without a word. Even if she’s dead, I will 

never forgive her.” 

Vincenzo sighed and handed Renato the 

report. 

“If you don’t believe me, read it yourself.” 

“I know you’re the mafia Don. But whatever misunderstandings you two had, you can’t go 

back now.” 

Renato’s eyes burned red. 

Finally, he curled his fingers and personally 

took my body back to the villa. 

“Ahhh!” 

Rosa screamed, her face white with terror. 

“Are you out of your mind?!” 

“I’m pregnant! How can you bring something. 

so damn unlucky in here? What is wrong with. 

you?” 

She shrieked and threw a fit, demanding to 

call the funeral home. 

But Renato grabbed her wrist. His eyes were 

cold as ice. 

“If you have a problem, you can move out.” 

Rosa got scared. She turned and grabbed an ashtray, hurling it at him. 

“Renato! Have you forgotten everything?” 

“She hired a bunch of homeless men to rape me! She had me kidnapped! She ran me over with 

a car!” 

“For a vicious woman like that, you’d kick out 

your pregnant Donna?” 

The living room went dead silent. 

Blood trickled from Renato’s temple. He didn’t 

respond. He turned and walked away coldly. 

Even as Rosa wailed and screamed behind 

him, he didn’t look back. 

He put my body in the ice cellar. 

There was hatred in his eyes. And deep, hidden grief that no one else could see. 

“Giulia, you’re so damn cruel.” 

“Five years ago, you faked your death and 

walked out on me. Now, after I’ve finally moved on, 

you come back on your own terms and die like 

this, all pathetic and broken.” 

He sat there all night. Cursing me all night. 

Until dawn, when he finally picked up the 

autopsy report and flipped through it. 

Then his pupils shrank. 

Those horrifying photos of injuries. Those 

staggering numbers. They made him shake 

uncontrollably. 

Whip marks. Burns. Electric shocks. Slashed 

wrists. 

Each photo was like a blade stabbing into his 

chest. 

He clutched the paper, his voice trembling. 

“No… that’s impossible.” 

“You faked your death and left. How could 

you have been hurt this badly?” 

Renato went pale. He almost fell. He called 

Cristiano. 

“Investigate. Find out what really happened after Giulia disappeared from the reformatory five 

years ago.” 

I watched him through the security footage, 

his eyes red. My chest felt tight. 

I didn’t know why, but I felt a mix of 

anticipation and unease. 

What would his face look like when he found out how much I’d suffered all those years? When 

he learned that Rosa had set me up? 

Cristiano, Renato’s advisor, called back 

quickly. His voice was choppy. 

“Five years ago, Rosa faked a death 

certificate and locked Giulia in a dungeon.” 

“On the surveillance footage, there isn’t a 

single spot on Giulia that isn’t damaged. New 

scars piled on top of old ones. She was nothing 

but skin and bones.” 

“Rosa even hid needles in her clothes. Made 

her fight dogs for food.” 

“She ripped out all her fingernails. They’d 

grow back, and she’d tear them out again. Over and over.” 

heart. 

Every word was a knife twisting in Renato’s 

Cristiano looked at him with pity, then hesitated. “Also… Rosa caused the miscarriage on purpose. And she was the one who cut that 

patient’s artery.” 

“She faked getting gang–raped by a bunch of homeless guys. She faked the kidnapping. The car accident. She pinned all of it on Giulia.” 

The truth was uglier than he could have 

imagined.