Semua Bab The Don's bargain : Bab 91 - Bab 100

Tomasso's situation was proving to be layered with each day that passes by. What were the old that Tomssso may have been friends or cordial with Rosa. That was another puzzle I had to fix if I really wanted to know what was going on.Just after a few minutes later, I headed to his room and knocked at his dooor. I held my heart into my mouth as I knocked at his door, hoping for a response. If there was one thing this new Tomasso was good at was ignoring someone.“Who's there?” He groaned, as though he was feeling disturbed.“It's me.” I stuttered.“Okay?” He asked.I scrunched my face. Isn't he supposed to say come in or something?“Come in.” He said as though it was am afterthought.The moment I stepped inside the room, I stood beside the bed, staring at him.He crossed his legs by the ankle as he held the remote control in front of the television.“Wanted to ask if you knew Rosa.”He regarded me briefly. “I'm yet to remember every part of it but I know she was nice to me at some poi

Just as I was driving, I had a searing thoughts cut through my focus. I had just one thought in my mind that I was being a fucking inconsiderate selfish…My heart started thumping fast against my ribcage. I didn't even know where I was heading to anymore. I had lost a sense of a direction, I kept on Listening to eveything he was saying to me.How had I let everything he had to say to me get to me this way. This was crazy, I slammed my hand on the steering wheel and released a groan. I stopped the car and parked by the corner of the road. I was pretty sure he had gotten what he wanted. An opportunity for me to sit in silence and reflect.He was right. I was just being mean and sarcastic. I hated the way his questions made me dig digger into my heart. I wanted some answers buried deeper into my chest without anyone knowing them. I needed to go back the hotel and apologize to him. I made a Uturn, deciding to offer him a befitting apology.When I entered the room, I found stuffed in his

Getting there, we were immediately shown the room father had been moved to and as as we got there, my brain couldn't stop conjuring the worst memories.The moment my father saw, his eyes lit up in the most sweetest way. Then he looked over to Marco with a suprised look on his face before his lips stressed into a small smile.“I knew Stefano didn't just come here on his home.” He observed, then tried to sit upright. Seeing how he struggled with that single line of action, my brother and I rushed over to his direction to help me out.My father raised a finger at us. “”Wait, I actually don't need help.”Marco and I glanced at each other. What was he talking about?We ignored him without saying a word about his previous statement.“I just missed being able to do things on my own.” He shook his head, confessing, before placing both hands in front of him.“You don't have to worry about that father, you'll be fine soon.” I encouraged him, and glanced at my brother for more supportive words.

"Don't you think you should talk to her about it now?" Matteo whispered the moment she was out of sight.I scratched my head. "I don't know. I'm a bit scared to approach her"His eyes widened. "You? The Stefano Carlo? Sacred to approach someone?"I hit head playfully. "She's not just anyone but my wife. You should know that."He held his head wincing. "Fair enough. But you should have thought of this before you started acting weird."I scrunched my face but it immediately fell into a straight expression the moment she walked in."So Matteo, I brought you something." She said with a smile placing a tray in front of him.I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. As she bent and nudged forward dropping the tray, her sweet perfume wafted into my nostrils. It reminded me of the period I had her cuddled in my bed. She was my wife I couldn't afford to lose her something as silly as this. though her feelings were valid considering how I treated her but I had to make up with her. I believed I was in

We both glanced at each other briefly before knocking at Tomasso's door. I knocked at the door and paused. No response and my heart skipped a beat. What if he had gotten angry and left the house? What if he no longer trusted and decided to take his leave? That was one of my worst fears. If he indeed left then we would have to go in search of him.The door bolted open, dragging me from my thoughts and I felt much better. I glanced at my husband and let out an exhale of relief.Tomasso's face peered out the door. "Hey sup!" He greeted and widened the door for us to come in. Stefano hesitated, glancing at me as though he needed my permission. He didn't need it though, we had agreed to be here together.I nodded and stepped inside the room. i had never been to the guest room before So I didn't know if he added his touch to the room or it has always been this bland and dull. The colours were dull so I guess that left to the overall outlook of the room."So we came in here to check in on yo