The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife – Chapter 26
As Mackenna and her grandparents walked through the little shops in the neighborhood where they had been hiding out for the last week, she finally felt a moment of peace. There were no false sighting of Alessandro and if he had any clue where she was, he made no attempt to discover her.
It could be he was complying with a court order, but Mackenna doubted it. His lawyer had Camille in court every single day since she’d been back in Italy with one example or another of why the court order should be dismissed or why the divorce should be tossed out of the court. He was demonstrating for the court he was an overbearing bullying man, and the judge was tiring of his antics.
Earlier today, Camille had called her laughing saying the judge ordered unless Mr. Giordano was physically in his court room to address the issues, he was no longer entertaining the nonsense of the man. The court order remained in effect and the judge warned further arguments would encourage him to extend it for the duration of the pregnancy.
e had for her husband aware he had spent their marriage lying to her. He would rather the entire world think he was Dulce’s lover than to ever admit he had a wife at home.
as supposed to simply accept it. It didn’t matter she now knew the truth; Dulce was gay. Alessandro was her handbag, per Savannah’s description. Mackenna was alone, pregnant, and bitter about the whole thing.
eir own home. She had promised they could go home shortly. She couldn’t hide here forever, as lovely as the break was.
ead just in time to see a man take her photo and duck into an alley. She immediately pulled her phone out and called Camille.
ately, stay there until I send someone to check it
e man again but her first glimpse had been so fleeting, she would never have been able to identify him. She moved to her grandfather. “I’m starting to feel a bit tired. Can we head back?”
his elbow. He encouraged his wife to move along, and they slowly made their way back to the house. Mackenna frequently looked o
h.
“It’s me. Safe to
uction about her next steps in healing.”
asked curiously.
se in the world to make her actions okay.” Savannah grunted as she picked up the cat. “Also, Romeo says hello.”
he doesn’t. The cat hates me even at a distance.”
Romeo tried to climb him to get him to hold him. The whole time he was here, he stroked the damn cat and the cat purred. I almost told him to take him with him. I’ve never seen anything lik
Savannah to roar with laughter.
ve mentioned when Alessandro was here, he said it didn’t matter I wouldn’t tell him anything. He hired a private detective who would find you.”
one snapped my photo today in the market.”
ng him to stay away from you?”
just move back to my grandparents’ house now.”
wish you could come home.”
vorce proceedings. I would have just kept my head down and kept things the way they were.”
.
the call.
enna, I wanted to tell you, Aless
tective; I’m guessing he was who
heard it all. “What do I do Camille? I don’t want him descending on your family home. My grandparents are anxious to go home. Should we just bite the bullet and head back?”
undaries.”
.
me know. I’ll be notifying the judge in the morning.”
ll head back to Milan as soon as I arrange transport. I’d rather f
safe Mackenna. We’ll chat tomorrow.”
coffee. “How would you both like to go home?”
grandfather protested.
ctly where I am.”
nd. “Nonno!”
ould support you, but you have repeatedly said you do not want to be with someone who treats you like this. The Pope himself would have a hard time forgiving this man.”
o pack up your belongings.”
grandfather co
ft the key in the spot Camille had instructed.
slow and adhered to all the traffic signals, never disobeying any law and it drove the man mad.
ney back home. Tomorrow she would have to face Alessandro yet again and she wasn’t sure how she would survive. He was ruthless in his pursuit of her. When she was younger, she would have been thrilled with the chase, but she was no longer a young girl with stars in her eyes. She knew the price and penalty from falling in love with a man like him.
raise a family and grow old with. Instead, she had fallen in love with an egomaniacal domineering man who treated her like a wayward pet.
leep.
se of a frown furrowing his brow.
ret.”
done tolerating his madness,” her grandfather swerved violently taking a side street suddenly, causing the rental car to jerk around.
ack car following quite closely behind them, obviously the detective was more
t belt tightly and begging him to slow down.
e him next.”
lowing closely behind.
hem.
lamming her head against the side of the door. She counted the three times her head struck the door, three times the car rolled before she lost consciousness.
ing above them and she heard a man’s voice. “Signora, signora. Signora Giordano!”
red trying to get the older woman’s attention, but she was facing away from her. “Nonna,” she started to cry. She reached up and touched her grandfather’s shoulder in front of her, barely touching him with her fingertips and realized she was leaning backwards. The car must be perched backwards down the embankment. “Nonno, please. Talk to me.”
the realization of what was happening. “No, no, no,” she whispered. The pain assaulted her again and her eyes closed against the enormity of it before she succumbed to the blackness enveloping her.