Chapter 237

Valerio entered the bedroom, his eyes falling on the small figure of his wife lying on the soft mattress. The light was on, and he could see the flutter of her eyelashes—Chiara pretending to be asleep. But he knew those little games all too well.

He quietly went to the wardrobe to pick his clothes and began changing in the room itself. Chiara’s breathing quickened as she heard the shuffle of fabri