The Cruel Maid Banished the Boss's Wife to the Freezing Streets — Until the 4-Year-Old Unzipped Her Stuffed Rabbit

Isabella sprinted down the massive marble steps as fast as her tiny legs could carry her.

Clara fell to her knees on the hard pavement, throwing her arms open. Isabella crashed into her chest, wrapping her small arms tightly around her mother's neck.

"My baby," Clara wept hysterically, burying her face into her daughter's neck, kissing her hair, her cheeks, breathing in the scent she thought she would never experience again. "Mommy's here. I'm never letting you go again."

Pino trotted down the steps, whining happily, gently nudging Clara’s shoulder with his large head to welcome his true mistress home.

Lorenzo walked slowly down the steps, stopping a few feet away from his wife.

He didn't demand her affection. He knew he didn't deserve it yet. He had failed to protect her from the monster living in their own home. He completely ignored his expensive tailored suit and the armed guards watching them.

Lorenzo dropped to both knees on the pavement right in front of Clara.

"I am so incredibly sorry," Lorenzo choked out, genuine, hot tears finally spilling from his intense dark eyes. "I was blind. I was a fool to ever doubt you. I let a parasite ruin our family, and it cost me a year of your life."

Clara looked at the powerful, vulnerable man kneeling on the ground. The sheer agony in his eyes proved that he had suffered just as much in her absence.