EX-WIFE REVENGE: HE WANTS ME BACK! のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

BIANCA’S POVI shoved back all my cacophonous feelings and focused on getting home first. The thought of seeing my baby smiling and no longer angry at me served to cool my ire as I got into my car. I consciously decided to put off all thoughts of my boyfriend until he apologized.The drive home was a blur; guilt, anxiety, fear, and anger were warring in my heart. Matteo was getting more and more persistent in his efforts to reach me, and the stunt he pulled the other night at the club that made me black out was an indication that he didn’t care what Alessandro said. I didn’t trust Matteo within an inch of my life anymore—if he was bold enough to hurt me, then he was bold enough to try to hurt Luca.As I got home and opened my arms to let my son jump into them, a thought solidified in my head. I couldn’t wait for Alessandro to make a move; I had to hire security, especially for my baby. Luca smelled like strawberry candy and light baby oil—he smelled like home.“You came ten minutes la

BIANCA’S POV “I have some information about Alessandro you need to know,” Matteo repeated, stilling my movements. I knew next to nothing about Alessandro, and thinking about it, we knew next to nothing about each other. We had spent more time physically than we had emotionally connected, and I was beginning to regret it. How stupid was I? This was turning into a repeat of Matteo all over again. Back then, I had known next to nothing about him too, but I decided to marry him because he ticked all my boxes for a ‘good man.’ And look where that got me. “Dolcezza, are you there?” Matteo’s voice sounded gentle, and I sneered. “Why can’t you gather information about your dumb wife instead, huh? Why are you so obsessed with Alessandro? Are you secretly gay?” I was tired of him always trying to one-up Alessandro. If I were ever to leave Alessandro, it definitely wouldn’t be for Matteo of all people. Matteo spluttered angrily. “How—What’s wrong with you?! I’m trying to save you! Ales

BIANCA’S POV*A week later*“Madam Rossi, do you have any holdups?” I was jerked out of my thoughts by the voice of the deputy director of one of the branches of my company. I blinked and looked at her face clearly; she was in charge of Nirvania, the branch in France. I did indeed have a lot of holdups with their branch. They had let other brands get ahead of them during the last fashion week. I couldn’t muster up the energy to begin to recount all their mistakes. However, I was sure everyone in the conference room realized how distraught I was during the meeting. “I’ll send an email; let’s close this meeting,” I said tiredly. The people gathered around the table began to protest. I didn’t blame them—most of them had traveled over from their various branches, ready to curry extra favor. But I wasn’t in the best frame of mind for anything related to work right then. Thankfully, Darren shut their protests down quickly enough. “The boss has preoccupations to get to. We will inform

BIANCA’S POVThe drive had been filled with comfortable, companionable silence as we reached the hulking mammoth of a utility factory. I had forgotten just how rich Alessandro really was. He wasn’t just some daddy’s rich boy; he was the type of rich that made people scared. How did he have so much time to hang out doing nothing?“Luca?” I yelled out the moment I got inside. It was well-lit, but there were so many containers. It seemed like a trap, but I had no self-preservation instincts. Linda, my American friend, had painfully drilled that into my head after I told her about my visit to the warehouse to meet Sophia the other time.“Shut up!” Darren hushed me, pulling me behind him to shield me from any oncoming horrors. I felt chagrined. It wasn’t safe to yell in a place that seemed so empty and deserted.“We are here, Miss Rossi,” the man I assumed to be their leader said, extending a hand to shake mine. I had no idea where he came from; Luca’s assessment that they were super spies

BIANCA’S POVThe man sneered at me, making no effort to help me steady myself. “I should ask you that, young lady. This place is closed to outsiders,” he frowned. He looked angry about something, and being lost and alone with an angry man didn’t seem like the best situation for me.“Could you help me find the exit?” I asked instead, feeling for anything behind me that I could use as a weapon while I was still on the floor. The man looked angrier, reaching into his pocket for something I could only pray wasn’t a gun. He seemed too angry to be a normal person, and his resemblance to my missing boyfriend became slightly more pronounced, save for the difference in their heights and intonations.Alas! It was, in fact, a gun. I cursed my luck. Everything was going against me today. I should have told Darren immediately that I had no idea where I was. Luca was too young to lose his mother.I kicked up my leg, hitting him in the shin. The man yowled, and I scrambled to stand up before he coul