CHAPTER 344. A NAUGHTY GIRL. Punishing myself

Levi paced desperately around that hotel room for hours, trying to find a way to reach Noémi. He had left her several voice messages, but she hadn’t responded. He went by her apartment countless times, but at night the lights no longer turned on, so he realized she had chosen to go somewhere else.

His heart clenched just thinking about it, about how much Noémi must have suffered with her twin sister’s imprisonment. And he wanted to hate Nino, but the truth was that Nino hadn’t made him leave. In the end, Noémi was right: if the Italian had wanted to force her into marriage, he would have done it from the start; he wouldn’t have waited five months of torture.

He was desperate to find her and talk to her. He had to make her stay, had to stop her from marrying because now he understood: he loved her, he loved her more than anything in the world.

As strange as it might seem, the news about Noémi’s wedding to Nino Ambrosio hadn’t made it to