The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife – Chapter 27

The sound of the beeping of a heart monitor was the first sound Mackenna recognized when she regained consciousness. The time she’d spent working in the hospital plus the time she’d spent in one when she’d had meningitis, she knew the sound well. She wanted to open her eyes, but her head throbbed, even blinking made her want to cry.

As she lay there listening to the sounds of the equipment in the room, she felt her heart lurch as she heard Alessandro’s deep voice in the near vicinity. She fought against the pain in her head to open her eyes and found a pretty nurse standing over her.

“Ah Signora, you wake,” the sympathy on the nurse’s face made Mackenna’s heart ache. She knew deep down her baby was gone and this woman’s soft gentle voice telling her the doctor would be right in to talk with her confirmed her worst fears.

et him near me.”

” Her voice was raspy and raw.

olice down to remove him, made her breath catch in her throat.

or behind him as he stepped into her room. “Signora Giordano,” he wheeled closer to the bed on a stool and urged her to open her eyes.

one, isn’t he?”

gently.

intently. “My grandparents, they were in the front seat of the car. Are they here?”

ss of sleep pulling her downward.

e looked to the window, she knew it was nighttime.

er to hold her hand. “How are you feeling?”

whispered quietly. “I’m so confused.”

Can you tell me what happened?

started driving trying to get away from him.”

e on his wife was a violation. He was going off about the sanctity of marriage and how Alessandro violated every beautiful thing about marriage.”

ar?”

m to go past us, but he refused and kept staying on my grandfather’s bumper. He was so close.”

at happened?”

he whimpered, “there was the sound of tires, metal, gravel, and then nothing. It was eerily silent. Then I heard someone call me. Signora.”

?”

d him, say Signora Giordano.” She closed her eyes.

ra Giordano,” Camille’s lips were pressed tight together.

he private investigator, wasn’t i

u think you’ll be able to?”

gone,” she felt the sob choking her, “Camille, I want the m

ty at your door to keep him out per your request. Do you want to see him?”

r head. “I don’t ever want to see hi

beginning of your marriage for a cut needing stitches and he’s listed as your next of kin.”

ain she felt all over her body. “Everything hurts.”

over your entire body, broken ribs and some of your internal organs also have some br

?”

spleen is battered.”

an’t give them the burial they deserve while I’m here.”

ck in the morning.”

the car chase and her grandparents.

rty-six hours. You need to wake up sometime.”

really here? I’m not dreaming?”

. I flew over as soon as I heard.”

’re all gone.” She felt the tears welling up. “I lost them all in one day.”

ter but I’m here and I’ll do whatever you need me to do.”

o long?”

ve a wave of her hand. “I’m not going anyw

ill Alessandro for putting her through this.

o you feel up to it?”

course.”

asing us was?”

ired a private investigator to locate you. It seems the investigator took it upon himself to tail you. Mr. Giordano had explicitly given him instructio

ll him to chase us?” Mackenna asked, needing to be reassured.

safe and then to report back to him only on those matters. He simply wanted to ensure you were well after your transatlantic flight. The investigator saw you were leaving Bergamo and decided of his own accord to follow you.”

nodded q

essionally. “If you wish to participate in the trial, it would be acceptable, however we also know you may want to put it behind you. It will be your choice. We are still gathering evidence and it could be months before we go to trial, so you have time to decide. For now, Signora, I encourage you to rest and heal.” The police offered hi

him to chase you,” Savannah offered gently.

he should have known better,” Mackenna wasn’t sure she was ready to let him off the hook yet. “He

know Mac.”

e news, everywhere, Alessandro has had a hidden wife for years. It’s a sensation. Dulce is being called a homewrecker and Alessandro is the nations scoundrel.” Mackenna’s jaw was hanging open. “The hospital has paparazzi staking the place out. Even when you’re ready to go, we will have to come up with a diversion to get

ing the bitter taste in her mouth.

heart. Someone at the courthouse spilled the news to the press he’s refused to concede the divorce and he’d been harassing you.” Camille shook her head. “I would hate to see what happens to the poor soul who thought it would be worth a few euros to spill confidential court documents. I already went through my team, and it wasn’t any of them, so it had to be either someone working in the courthouse or someone from Alessandro’s own team. Heads will roll, it is for c

re,” Mackenna groaned a

perched on the edge of the bed. “The judge has warned Alessandro’s lawyer without clear evidence the marriage is viable, he will grant divorce in thirty days. He is giving you time to be released from hospital, bury your grandparents and grieve a bit but then he

d just forget all of this. I don’t care anymore. Camille, I have enough money in my savings to pay you for all your work up until now, but I’m done. I can’t do this. If I end up with my divorce, it will be because Alessandro chooses to get it done. I no longer have the fight in me.”

erstand Mackenna. I really do. You have been through so much. If there is anything else you

the bed and pulled Mackenna’s hands into hers. “Are you sure about this?”

than I feel right now.”

if he chases you to America and tries to drag you back?”

s my fault I lost the baby?”

ncredulous. “Where on earth is this coming from?”

ll, I said if I could go back in time,” Mackenna started sobbing as she recalled the conversatio

word enough. “This is not your fault. This is not something you dredged into reality. You wanted this baby. I was with you remember. I saw the joy in y

d crying, her heart broken with despair while her