The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife – Chapter 18

Mackenna sobbed as she clutched the pillow to her chest. She had woken from her nap with the knowledge of why she was so ill, and she had sat up in the bed in a panic. Her first reaction had been to call for Alessandro. All she’d found was his note on the pillow beside her he’d had to go to the hospital to relieve Dulce’s mother and sister for a bit and he’d be back for dinner. The pain was immeasurable, and she knew her cries were barely muffled by the pillow, and she was mortified she couldn’t stop them.

He’d brought her to his suite, and he’d put her to bed. He had left the large wide doors to the bedroom open so he could keep an eye on her, working at a table on his laptop for a long time. She’d pretended not to watch him but he’d made her tell him why the doctor was concerned and so she revealed when she’d had meningitis, she had been quite ill, and it was why Doctor Ingram was worried. He’d sworn at her for almost dying when they were apart.

Then he had kissed her until she was breathless. So of course, her eyes had flitted back and forth watching him as he worked, flexing, and stretching his muscles occasionally from working at the uncomfortable spot. At some point she’d fallen asleep, but she’d dreamt of him loving her, holding her and her dreams had gotten out of control. When she’d awaken reality had been temporarily intertwined with dreams but as the mist of her dreams ebbed, the reality had struck her in the center of the chest.

n’t had a good breakfast and no lunch and since it was approaching dinner, she was ravenous, and it would account for the dizzy feelings.

angrily. “I wouldn’t be so sick and hungry if you hadn’t come to find me.”

dn’t care. She rubbed her tummy anxiously. She kicked her foot impatiently and then decided she wanted a shower. She moved to the bathroom, ran the water, and then turned back out and moved back to the living space. She grabbed the phone and made another phone call to Doctor Ingram. She left a message on his answering service and asked him to call her back as soon as he had the test results. She already knew what he’d find. Then she turned back to the

d the enclosure opened and look

You’re supposed to be in bed.”

turning her back to him. “How’s your precious Dulce doing?”

ore medication.”

r what she’s asking for but if I know Derrick, he’s giving her only what he thinks she needs. He doesn’t believe in creating addicts. Hopefully, it’s enough to take the edge off

mpathetic to Dulce’s needs.” He said as he reached for a fluffy towel and draped it over his arm. “What gives?”

u leave me to my shower?”

u’re still very pale.” He wave

r his comment from the night before and she gave a thought to Romeo. “The beast of a cat is going to need to be fed.”

th me in the living room. I do have to work for a bit after dinner.”

blood, they siphoned out of me.”

ted her legs dry. When she reached for the counter, he swore softly. “You’re still dizzy. Why the hell didn’t you say something?”

he bed and reached for bag holding the pyjamas he’d bought but a knock on the door interrupted him. “I can dress myself Alessandro. It’s probably room service.”

ery of the food she’d ordered, she slipped into a pair of luxurious silk pyjamas. They felt cool and soft against her skin, and she ran her hand along th

sponded dryly.

isbelief. “You ordered enough to feed the entire floor.”

from a salad and popped it in her mouth.

at the table and you can eat until your heart is conte

he strange comment unwilling to get into an argument with her. He put th

You have to eat too Alessandro, or did you have dinner with Dulce in he

in the hospital room, so they’ve been rotating who has to sleep on the cot.”

you from your turn.” She said smartly as he sat

nd sour grapes. I have enough with one cranky woman thank you.” He shook his head as she lifted a chunk of salmon with her fingers and shoved it into her mouth. “You can

ulled a plate of chicken and risotto in his direction and sliced the meat. He held a piece out

ay you’ve called me immature. Wait until you see the temper tantrum I throw if you make it three times.” She grumbled at him as she swirled a linguine noodle smothered in a rich creamy sauce aroun

earlier words Mackenna. I didn’t mean to lash out at you as I did. Your change in attitude from last night to this morning took me by surprise. I should have expected you were feeling overwhelmed

tears, and she couldn’t get the words out.

nner Mackenna before it gets cold.”

breath.

ater?”

and I really shouldn’t have. I’ll have to be more careful with what I’m doing now.”

re ill?”

cry and laugh at the same time.

idn’t die.”

ng on his lips at her actions.

ffice doing up the billing while the rest of the family were in the waiting room. He died while she was putting a shunt in his spinal column.” She heard his intake of breath, and she shook her head. “It wasn’t her fault. He had bacterial meningitis and he was already dying. The family had taken him to a free clinic instead of the hospital because of insurance. By the time he reached her, he was already going to die. There was really nothing she could

ushed his plate away. “You coul

th. “I’m alive and well.”

are sti

mply stress. I’ve been going through a lot the last little while and it’s simply catching up to me.”

inting and having chest pain is s

d in Phoenix. I haven’t had one for a long time and I’ve never had one like this. He thinks it’s what it is.”

stress?”

not sure. I have to wait for Doctor Ingram to call me.” She avoided hi

stared at her; his eyes narrow like a tiger who prepared to pou

s my thoughts.” She made a face.

t is

of whipping cream.”