Months passed quickly without us realizing it. And several years have gone by, and as usual, we are in Sicily now for a vacation. Our Mateo is now five years old and joyfully plays around the house with Angelo.
I am already in my fifth month of pregnancy, eagerly anticipating the arrival of our little Anastasia. Fernando is overjoyed by this.
I left our child with Teresa and Elisa while I visited the wineries where Valentino was.
"Isabella, what are you doing here? You shouldn't come here in that state," he said to me.
"I am just pregnant, Valentino, and I'm not incapacitated. How can I be the owner of a wine brand if I let my partner handle everything?" I replied to him.
"You know I can handle it."
"I know, but I like to be informed about everything that's going on. Come on, show me
