My Mafia Husband Had Nine Mistresses, Then Said He Loved Me Chapter 18
Chapter 18 Epilogue
Three years later.
Ludovica and Leonardo settled in Milan.
Leonardo continued practicing law, while Ludovica opened her own studio and accepted jewelry design commissions.
In July, her jewelry design won Best Work.
When she went onstage to receive the award, the host handed her the microphone.
“Ms. Soderini, your piece Phoenix Butterfly won Best Work. Everyone wants to know where your inspiration came from.”
Ludovica looked at Leonardo below the stage and smiled softly.
“Someone once told me there was no need to stick to every rule, and that only by living according to your heart could you live without regrets. My inspiration came from that.”
She paused, her gaze gentle and firm.
“Phoenix Butterfly means both breaking out of the cocoon into a butterfly and rising from the ashes. I dedicate it to everyone who has ever been trapped, including myself. May we all find our own light.”
Thunderous applause rose from the audience.
Ludovica slowly walked offstage.
When her gaze passed over Federico sitting in the corner, she paused for the slightest moment, then calmly
looked away.
News traveled easily through high society.
From guests and friends she knew, she had heard about Federico.
Over the past few years, he had completely changed his reckless ways and lived like an ascetic monk.
Everyone said it was because he still thought of his ex-wife and had never remarried, waiting for her to
change her mind.
Some young girls even praised him as deeply affectionate and loyal, an excellent man.
Someone once asked Ludovica if she would go back if she were Federico’s ex-wife.
Ludovica only smiled and did not answer.
Of course she would never go back.
Because she already had a lover who understood and walked beside her.
She also had a brand-new life.
As for the people and things from the past, she no longer cared.
