Paola seemed calmer after the incident with Isabella. It appeared that everything was back to normal, or at least that's what I thought until this morning.
I was having breakfast with Paola as usual when one of the employees informed us that my wife was at the entrance of the house. I instructed them to let her in. I wasn't sure what Isabella wanted, but I knew that if I didn't let her in, she would surely cause trouble.
She entered the house, screaming with excitement. Paola accompanied me to see what she wanted. I was taken by surprise to see her with suitcases and accompanied by security. Who does she think she is, bringing bodyguards?
She started saying that she would be living in this house because it was also hers. I thought she might have lost her mind. Until she presented me wit
