The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife – Chapter 30
Three days passed with Nuncio acting as her shadow, disappearing only when she was delivered safely to her workplace with the promise of being there when she was done work for the day. The press was not going away as they had last time, most likely because Alessandro Giordano was in Phoenix Arizona, and it was causing the world to tilt on its axis.
Not to say there were not insanely rich celebrities in Phoenix. There were plenty of wealthy people in her city. There just weren’t very many obscenely rich, drop-dead gorgeous Italian men who descended on the city where his wife had made a new life for herself to escape the affairs her husband had. They were a tabloid sensation and she wanted to throttle him for it. She had gone from being his dirty secret to the victim in a horribly sordid story and she wanted his head on a platter.
She took a bite of an apple imagining shoving it in his mouth if she really did have his head on a platter in front of her. She was grateful she hadn’t seen him since the night he had come bearing food to her apartment. She was frightened she might lose her cool and murder him where he stood. Nuncio had taken it upon himself to bring food to the apartment and stock her fridge. The man could cook and slowly, with his prompting she was starting to eat more. He’d even packed her a lunch the last two days, telling her the cafeteria food was not meant for human consumption.
s for the doctor. She kept threatening Mackenna she was going to seduce her bodyguard. Mackenna told her not to get too attached because she was sending him on his merry way once Alessandro pissed back off to Italy.
bagged lunch, aware Savannah had the same bagged lunch, she considered Nuncio would be a much more
been looking.”
real tears when he goes back to Italy.” She pointed a finger, “and he’s going back because there is no way in hell they
here with a cafeteria food tray,” Mackenna warned her.
e talking about hitting the new salsa club downtown on Saturday night. We should go.”
ave a fit,” she rolled her e
d have a fit?” Savannah grinned devilishly.
unison, and both laughed.
him,” Savannah grimaced distastefully looking beyond Mackenna’s s
She looked back to Savannah, “Security has one job, do not let the man in the building.”
the orthopedic wing,” Savannah hissed at
ly. Damn Derrick Portman.
back at Savannah, confused. “What?”
her ear. “Hear the clanging sound, it’s not healthy. You should definitely get it checked.”
ng that one awhile Doctor Kirkland?” He shook
d for you. Your wife likes it when I talk dirty,” Savannah leaned over to him. “I’v
ckenna saw the flush rising under Alessandro’s collar a
k Kirkland, she’s straight so you’re missing the one thing she needs from a lover.”
er shoulders, his insults rolling of
color on Alessandro’s cheeks at Savannah’s sass. She could watch Savannah rip him a new one all day.
oudspeaker paged Savannah back to the trauma unit and Mackenna giggled as Savannah stood up and planted a big noisy kiss to her cheek. With a wink and a rustle of her boobs in what was supposed to be a provocative mov
hear her speak in this manner,” Alessandro glared
ee in print. I’m sure Savannah wouldn’t mind being the lead story in a tabloid.”
on the table as if trying to restrain himself. “You would do well to remember you are bein
osing her mind you’re not at her beck and call. I saw the article where she said you were her best friend in the whole world. How special.”
ulce thing.”
” Alessandro retorted angrily.
Says the man who wasn’t there,” she wrinkled her nose at him, “do
f you’re referring to yourself, then yes, i
talking about me,” she glared at him.
pointed to his wedding band.
.
ck up.
bar is not much of a lunch,” Alessandro spoke quietly. “You need to eat more”
a bowl of soup, a slice of bread and an apple. I took a bite of this because I knew it was there and I really want to eat the entire thing but I’m full.”
ackward linking his hands behind his head and crossing his long legs under the table. When they touched hers, she jerked them backwards wrapping them around the cold steel of the hospital chairs. She
m critically, “it’d be so nice if we were both happy, wouldn’t it?”
difficult?”
ur precious Dulce.”
how to walk again.”
e must be lonely without her BFF.”
has family. Mine are all dead.” His gasp as he sa
elbows on the table, his chin on the top of his hand as he eyed her critically. “How are you really, Mackenna?
people in the hall. “Oh my God.” She snorted with derision, “you’re joking, right?”
erned for your wellbeing. There was a photo of you in a paper back home and my mother brought it to my attention. You looked unwell. You still do.”
dn’t known. “She’s a lovely woman. I’m not sure how the acorn fell so far from the oak.”
, “I’m- “
sorry for is the world finally seeing you for the philandering asshat you are.”
lover. How many times do I have to tell you I was never romantically involved with Dulce?”
he any more?” she offered with a sneer. “I think I’d like to see the blue look.” She waved her fingers in a circle around his face.
oy the responsibility of knowing you are single-handedly responsible for all the bitter horribleness I am. I had believed once I got my divorce, I’d be able to move on with my life. Now, I don’t care if I’m eve
ew out of left field leaving her momentarily reeling.
ain?”
I want us to go to cou
he cohones to leave you. You knew all along she was playing it up for the cameras and you played along with her.”
**k in her.”
at her language. “That’s enough”
y whim. It was all you. You made your bed. Lie in it.”
ack ramrod straight, she swiped her lunch bag off the table and walked away, her head held high as for the first time in her life, she felt truly in control, and it felt good.