After Amnesia, I Thought My Mafia Ex-Husband Was My Boss Chapter 12
After leaving the hospital, I went to RandallÂ
Shipping headquarters.Â
The company was now being managed byÂ
Ethan Black.Â
The receptionist saw me and stood up.Â
“Ms. Randall!”Â
When Ethan heard I had come, heÂ
immediately walked out of his office.Â
“Eliana.” He strode toward me. “WhatÂ
brings you here?”Â
“I wanted to look around.”Â
He smiled.Â
“Come on. I’ll show you around.”Â
The building was twenty stories tall.Â
It was my father’s life’s work.Â
Ethan took me floor by floor.Â
He introduced every department, everyÂ
shipping route, and every dock contract.Â
“For the past three years, while you weren’t managing the company, I ran it the way your father used to,” he said. “Thankfully, IÂ
didn’t let it fall apart.”Â
“Thank you.”Â
“Don’t say that.” He looked at me with gentle eyes. “It’s what I should do.”Â
At noon, he took me to the restaurantÂ
downstairs for lunch.Â
“Try this.” He ordered the signature steakÂ
for me. “You used to love it.”Â
When the dish arrived, it really did tasteÂ
good.Â
“Eliana,” he suddenly asked, “did you really lose your memory?”Â
I nodded.Â
He was silent for a moment.Â
“Then do you still remember me?”Â
“I don’t,” I said honestly. “But I looked yourÂ
- up. I know you were the person my fatherÂ
trusted most.”Â
He smiled.Â
His smile was a little bitter.Â
“You used to treat me like an older brother,”Â
he said. “I’ve been by your side since weÂ
were kids.”Â
I smiled too.Â
Just then, a voice came from the entrance ofÂ
the restaurant.Â
“Mommy!”Â
I turned and saw Luca rushing in.Â
He ran to me.Â
Tears fell from his eyes one after another.Â
“Mommy, don’t leave, okay?” he cried. “I’llÂ
be good from now on.”Â
“Please don’t give up on me.”Â
I crouched down and looked at theÂ
six–year–old boy.Â
“Luca, Mommy isn’t abandoning you.”Â
“Then why did you leave me and Dad?”Â
I was silent for a moment.Â
“Luca, do you remember what you said.Â
before?”Â
He froze.Â
“You said it would be great if Aunt Vera wereÂ
your mom.”Â
“You also said you liked her more.”Â
His face turned pale.Â
“I didn’t mean it that way.” He hurried toÂ
explain.Â
“I know you didn’t mean to hurt me.” I cutÂ
him off. “But do you know how sad MommyÂ
felt when she heard those words?”Â
He shook his head and cried even harder.Â
“Mommy can’t stay somewhere she can’t breathe. Not even for you.”Â
“You have Dad. You have the staff at theÂ
estate. You have many people to take care ofÂ
you.”Â
“But Mommy only has herself now.”Â
“So Mommy has to choose herself.”Â
Luca cried so hard he couldn’t speak.Â
At that moment, Damian rushed in too.Â
He looked at me with despair in his eyes.Â
Luca cried and threw himself into his arms.Â
“Dad, Mommy doesn’t want us anymore.”Â
Damian held his son.Â
Tears slipped down his face.Â
“I’m sorry.” He looked at me. “It’s all myÂ
fault.”Â
I stood up and said to Ethan, “Let’s go.”Â
When I passed Damian, I stopped for aÂ
moment.Â
“Mr. Moretti, take good care of Luca.”Â
After that, Ethan and I left the restaurant.Â
Luca’s crying came from behind me.Â
But I didn’t look back.Â
Because I had already chosen to moveÂ
forward.

