Too Late For Regret: The Mafia Queen

I was the chief consigliere of the Romano family, and I was secretly carrying the heir for my husband, Julian.

But at a celebratory dinner, I saw my adopted sister actually seducing him. It turned out they had been sleeping together behind my back for a long time.

When I confronted him, he gave the most ridiculous excuse.

"I was drunk, the lights were too dim, I really thought it was you."

Not only did he fail to make up for his mistakes, but he also stripped me of my power and gave my exclusive office to her.

Because of the mess she made, a grieving widow attacked me with a hunting knife.

When the cold blade pierced my abdomen, I dialed Julian's emergency number, but it went unanswered, like a stone dropping into the ocean.

He was busy fooling around with my sister, with no time to answer the phone.

When I woke up, I learned in the clinic that I had lost my child forever.

While he wept outside my ward door, begging for my forgiveness, even willing to give me millions to make me stay, I calmly asked the doctor for a pen.

I signed a permanent exile contract. I would build my own empire in this wasteland.