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<b>Chapter </b><i>74</i>
MIRABELLA
My bones wobble, <b>my </b>footsteps unstable, staggering as they lead ine hack into the main house.
In my mind are thoughts of my father’s words, as well as thoughts of my husband’s ex–mistress.
Will Matteo truly do the unthinkable to keep this union standing?
Would he hurt the people he loves if it means keeping this rtionship intact?
If so, then this <b>is </b>not love. This is a sickly obsession. And I do not want such for myself
A stray tear sort to make its way down my cheek. I gently wipe it away as I expel shallow exhalex before pushing open the door and walking into the
tes still <b>clink</b>, echoes ofughter filling the space. They’re still eating, It’s good thing that he’s upied for I do not want his attention moment. I just need some time to myself.
But he somehow feels my presence while I try to tiptoe through the space and up the stairs.
at this
“Mirabe,” excited voice calls for me and I freeze, my breathing catching in my throat.
I don’t answer his call. His seat scrapes the floor—he <b>has </b>risen from his chair, chasing after me
“Princess,” he calls again.
with quick steps.
1 exhale a breath and fist my hands on both sides of me. I attempt to quicken my pace but when I approach the foot of the stairs, I freeze in spol.
<b>Why </b><b>am </b>I frozent
What is wrong with me!
my
My eyes are rapidly moving across the space. I feel like a stranger in my own home. My heart hammers my throat, almost sending bile rushing through; I chase my breath frantically.
<b>Quick </b>breaths soon turn into gasps, my dry face bing wet with tears. My hand ttens over my chest, pressing down on the frantic organ while I hunch over, still desiring to catch my breath.
<b>My </b>head is fuzzy. I cannot breathe. My hands are shivering; my entire lody tons,
My line of vision is blurred by tears, but I see him as he slowly walks to me. I stumble backwards.
Don’te any closer…
Ikant….
Dan L.
Don’te any closer…
I hope to say to him, but I find that my voice is only capable of releasing a pained <b>scream </b>at this moment.
I fall on my knees, choking on
g on <b>sobs </b>as I rip out the chains around my neck. I bring up my shaky hand, my eyes intent on the wedding band around my finger
And when I reach for it, intending to pull it out, Maneo’srge hand goes over mine, stopping the action.
He kneels in front of me, his brows pulled into a furrow. “Baby..
I p him across the face before he’s able to get out another word
“I’m sorry” He breathes.
<b>“</b><b>You </b>asshole,” I <b>cry </b>out. “You did <b>it </b><b>again</b>. You’ve ruined us again!”
He continues to apologize. I’m so sorry, Ill quke it right”
“This is done!” I yell out <b>a </b>cry. “There’s no making it right anymore. This marriage is over.”
Alone tear streaks down his cheek. “Don’t say that. We cannot say things like <b>that</b>, Mirabet
I p him again
And again.
And again.
He let me assault him. I push his chest hard, and he stares silently at me.
I whimper, breathing hard and fast. Matten watches me very carefully. And when I finally calm, he wraps <b>his </b>arms around me, hugging me
him<b>.</b>
<b>And </b>I let him. I <b>stay </b>in his arms, because it’s soothing to my soul.
Only I don’t realize how I fall into slumber.
into
I jerk awake, a whimper eliciting in my throat when my head is attacked by pain. When my eyes fully open, it’s my husband’s hazel orbs, tired, that stares right <b>back </b>at me.
“I’ve been meaning to talk to you, baby” He says on a whisper, rising from his seat.
I quickly slide down the bed before he sits by me and messes with my head. “I don’t think we have anything relevant to talk about. I am just happy you returned safely.”
push past him, he grasps at my forearm, holding me in ce. There’s bad blood bere, Mirabe. per favore, pami. He pleads.
I snatch my arm away from him. “Non c’è niente da dire.”
His eyes soften. “Amore mio.
I groan. “You wanna talk! Fine, let’s talk Why don’t <b>you </b>start by telling me why I was kept in the dark about the child you had with your mistress<b>.</b><b>”</b>
Matteo’s eyes narrow, his brows pulling up, “Cazzo,” he breathes, a smallugh rumbling in the depth of his throat. “That bitch got to believed her!”
you.
and
“Did you get her pregnant?” I yell pping him across the face. “While I was suffering the after effects of having your children, while I was suffering from your heartbreak, were you busy fucking your mistress?!”
“I never fucked her!” He growls
“I saw you that night”
“That was it, what you saw, the seconds which thatsted, that was the first and <bst </b>time I <b>ever </b>fucked her. And I did that out of spite…Just wanted
you to
“To be punished. Yeah, I got that part. Tears spring out of my eyes.
Matteo goes to cradle my face but I p his hand away. He whispers, “Mirabe, I never touched her, but if you find <b>that </b>hard to believe, then I’m willing to get a DNA analysis done. Please, don’t let that liar strain our marriage”
“And Pablo!<b>”</b>
“What about Pablo.”
I wipe my <b>face </b>with the back of my palm, stabilizing my shaky voice. “I thought you were aiming for me that day, but I now <b>have </b>doubts about whom you really intended to kill.”
Tears brim his eyes, a low grunt erupting in his throat. “You’re insane, Mirabe.”
“Did you kill him because you thought he was a threat to our rtionship?”
“Shur your mouth!” He <b>roars</b>, a new kind of darkness clouding his orbs. “You have be so gullible it’s sickening. Our enemies are suddenly whispering into your ears and you <b>are </b>letting them.”
“Answer me.”
Chapter 24
“Pablo was my brother, my friend, my person. There’s no one on this earth who could make me aim my gun at him. Not even you, Mirabe” The team at the brim of his eyes begin making their way down his face. “I love you, with all my heart, but even that love couldn’t make me kill my ownL brother. And I am so disappointed in you for thinking <b>so </b>little of me.”
“But my father said—
“Your father? Your fucking father?” Heughs. “Dio mio, Mirabe, you have suddenly be a good, diligent daughter for the same man who ruined your life, <b>abandoned </b>you, killed your mother, destroyed your <b>sister</b>, tortured you…
“Enough,” I plead.
Matteo shakes his head in disagreement. “It is not enough, it will never be enough. I will continue singing it like a song about how much of <b>a </b>maniptive devil that man is. That man who kidnapped your daughter, his own grandchild and pushed her into the rain of bullets. That man who had his men fill your husband with bullets. That man whose men mercilessly assaulted you until they put you in a state of unconsciousness <b>and </b>even took your.. our child from us. That is the same man whose words suddenly <b>mean </b>something to you?”
Block my y teeth, grinding so hard in an attempt to hold back the swirl of emotions threatening to escape me. “Are you done purting me down! Oh how gullible this wife of yours must be……
He shakes his head. “It’s not that you are gullible, Mirabe, but you seem to be desperately searching for ways to make me the bad guy. You keep <b>on </b>searching for my <b>ws </b>and it’s killing me
“Manco…
“Ill see youter when I’ve gathered my thoughts”
His back is turned to me, staggering footsteps leading him out of the room.
I slump onto the floor, sorrow takingplete control of me.
<b>Maybe </b>I pushed too <b>hard</b>.
Maybe I’ve gone too far.
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