The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife – Chapter 45
Mackenna woke to the familiar sounds of beeping and monitors, and she groaned. As she tried to lift her hand to her head, she felt weighted down and moaned with frustration.
“My love, if you had wanted me to come home, all you had to do was ask. There was no need to plunge yourself headfirst into a table,” Alessandro’s soft words were whispered near her ear.
She couldn’t help it and she started to cry at his gentle teasing. Why was he here? Her eyelids flickered as she tried to focus but everything was fuzzy.
e metal frame of the table pretty hard.”
”
the anesthetic wears off.”
voice interrupted. “You said she lost a lot of blood.”
ke to admit anyone unless its absolutely necessary. Generally, people heal much better at home than in hospital.”
ut?”
out until he stitched up your arm. You had a huge piece of glass embedded in your wrist and it hit your artery so we couldn’t move it until we were ready, so he had the neurosurgeon Doctor Shea right beside him.” She pointed at her. “I know you hated the rug but spilling your blood all over it was a bit much. Also, you had the entire hospital outside your operating room.”
wrapped from the fingers to the shoulder and her right arm sported an IV. “I’m such a pain in the a*s.” She looked to Alessandro very aware she’d been avoiding meeting his face. “How did you get here so fast?”
getting to the apartment complex when the ambulance arrived.”
urprised he was there and not a hallucination. “How d
at Mackenna’s gasp. “Since you said you forgive her, I’m pretty sure she’d fight a lion to the death for you.”
hy did she hit yo
back,” he smiled softly. “I didn’t get your message right away.”
didn’t?”
. Since the video release I’ve easily had a hundred or two hundred calls and voice mails a day, so my phone was set to go straight to message. I’ve slowly been making my way through them. I heard it at three o’clock this morning.”
to hold his gaze
y. “I wanted to hear it in person instead of in a message
h tossed out. “Mac, I’m going to go talk to Doctor Wright about your post-op care and then see about getting you released.”
r escape the corner of her eye. “I feel like all I do is cry lately. I was so proud of myself not crying most of the week but here I am, crying again.”
my heart to know how much pain and suffering my family has caused you.”
yes suddenly and looked at him. “What did I do to make him hate me so much he wou
ightly between his. “I wish I could simply say he was a sick man but there is so much more to it. Dulce told me she told you everything.”
what was happening because I know you would have taken care of everything, I also understand she was scared,” she shook her head. “I cannot imagine knowing someone was pointing a gun at my child, threatening their life for five years. No wonder she went crazy when the nurse saw her kiss, Savannah.”
.”
go to you.”
ild. There have been so many secrets we have shared because we were both going through heartaches of our own and not once in all the times, we chatted did she ever insinuate someone was forcing her to do anything against her will. She should have told me.”
understanding his thought proce
e said he didn’t want our bloodline tainted with common blood.”
hy, a model or even pretty.”
e’s a stain on the Giordano name. My parents are horrified. My mother is desperate to come to Phoenix and apologize in person and my father is so ashamed of Salvatore he doesn’t even know where to start to make reparations to you.” He squeezed her fingers tightly. “Mackenna, my family has always adored you, with the exception of him and please know, had we known of how sick he was, we would have protected you so much better.”
ed, “he’s in jail no
ing the charges and saying it’s a set-up.”
prison, he is a sneaky conniving and nasty individual. I have already given extra protection to Dulce
at the thought.
nd eerily calm.
let her words trail away.
e will pay for it.”
ing something so much more sinister than she was accustomed.
and bore into hers. “I only wanted to know you were okay.” She lowered her gaze to the hand holding her fingers tightly. “I was horrible to Savannah and Nuncio. I yelled at her and flipped her off.”
. “What did she do to deserve this?”
truggled for the right words, “and they cut me more slack than I deserved. Monday morning, I spent time with two vastly different families wading through complicated health matte
nnah a hug of gratitude.
hen when I got home, I knew I was being an a*s. I had to apologize to everyone, but you were the first call I made.” She looked back to him then. “I’m so sorry Alessandro. I’ve been so wrapped up in my own hurt and my own pain I didn’t care about anyone else and I’m sorry
d chance, I knew I didn’t deserve. Salvatore ripped it away from us. I know I am bossy and demanding and given everything the Giordano family has put you through, I have no right to demand your love.”
ll loving you as much as I did the day we married.” She finally admitted to him her love and was rewarded with a wide smile and tears in his eyes. “I do love you Alessandro. I’ve never stopped. I
to do with the Giordano name but to hear you say you still love me makes me the happiest man in the world.”
ve left to do is to get you discharged from here and take you home.”
estate. She closed her eyes as she felt sadness about leaving her friends behind, but she would follow him anywhere and deep down she knew it.
watching her closely.
ing on,” she wasn’t lying she noted as the throbbing in h
ar you say you have a headache?”
er than she needed to.
em to the letter. No driving, no operating heavy machinery, no flying and heavy exertion like cardio for at least ten days. You’ll see Doctor Wright in ten days, and he’ll check your sutures. Also, no getting your arm wet. I’d suggest baths keeping your arm out or finding a way to shower with a handheld unit, so the bandages stay dry.” It meant she had at
e caught you doing anything with your arm, so I know she’ll keep an eye on you.”
t the medication into her IV Mackenna instantly st
ck home. She’ll be higher than a kite for at least two hours. There’s a prescription in the stack of papers for a painkiller. She should take one every twelve hours for two days and then s
ds the nurse was saying but all she could think of was him going back to Milan without her. “Alessandro,” Mackenna reached for his hand. “You’ll stay with me, right?”
e promised.