Chapter One Hundred And Fifty-Three:You Are Not My Real Daughter.

It was Diego.

The moment their eyes connected, Giovanni felt like bashing his head against the wall until he bleed to death. The least people he wanted close to Marissa was him and his mother, but looking at how he played a good Samaritan by bringing Marisa's mother into the compound, it made him wonder what lies he has fed the woman that made her react negatively towards him.

Diego, knowing fully well that Giovanni waa annoyed, decided to push his buttons."Forgive me if i have done something wrong, I just figured out that there's no need for a wedding if the bride's mother is not.." He said but Giovanni cut him off.

"It's okay, you did good." Giovanni smiled bitterly, before turning to face Marissa whose eyes were on Diego for a long time, that made him look back at his cousin to figure out what's happening.