Chapter 7
I immediately felt terrified, and I felt sick to my stomach, I quickly got up and straightened myself as I heard my stepmother come towards my room, she knocked loudly, and waited for me to open before she said “Your father is expecting you in his office” she finished and started to walk away before she stopped again.
“I remember the first day I saw your face, holding on to my legs like a pathetic wounded lamb, I knew you would amount to nothing, you just waste away in privilege and flutter about, dress responsibly this time, your father may not be as forgiving as before” she finished and finally left.
Different things went through my mind, Mateo had killed 2 very important people to my father, and there were about to be problems my father did not plan for.
For calling his woman a whore? But he took another man’s woman like it was nothing-
1 felt that sudden feeling of nausea go through my stomach to my throat and the sudden urge to throw up overcame me, I felt light at the thought of it, it angered me to my cells and I suddenly wanted to close my eyes and wish it was over. I gathered myself and soon left my room to answer my father.
I reached his office and opened the door quietly, “close the duar” he said authoritatively, “Papa you asked for me” he turned his hand in his pocket, “Did anything seem off between Mateo and Silvio, the day of the party?” my father asked, the question took me by surprise I wasn’t expecting it, “I’m sorry, papa I don’t think I took note, I replied almost immediately, then I began to wonder, search my memories for myself, as my father tapped his finger on his table, everyone already heard the rumours of the engagement but me, because I was in malta.
HE SICK BASTAL
Did Mateo do this to me on purpose, as some sort of payback for something between himself and Silvio, THE
BASTARD!
your
“I heard Silvio has been requesting your presence and you would decline, do you think you have a say in matters like this? He is to be husband, you are to bear him heirs, and you think you not coming to him is some sort of…?” my father asked angrily searching my face for the end of his sentence.
I was quiet, he was about to yell again before the door flew open and my stepmother came in with a servant who dropped a tray of alcohol and glass on his table and hurriedly left as she sensed the heat of the room.
“Stand there,” he ordered my stepmother, who walked to my right side, she bent to pour his drink.
“You think I’m horrible, well dear daughter, you will soon understand who Silvio is”
The sound of it, made my stomach turn, I suddenly felt like something wanted to leave my body, I turned instinctively away from my father and threw up on my stepmother and the drink she held, my eyes felt like it was spinning And then slowly I felt my leg weaken and my eyes close…
Soon 1 felt myself hit the floor.
I felt my eyes slowly start to open, I was in my bed, and my father stood in front of me, he was visibly angry, his face flared, and face was filled with a sneer and tried to cover her surprise with her hand.
my stepmother’s
There was a doctor too, he stood there with a frown on his face, “Miss Rinaldi, you have a mild case of anaemia, you will be fine after you get some rest he started then passed a printed paper to my father.
“Also, you are pregnant, congratulations” he finished, my father pushed him aside and lunged at me, grabbing my neck tightly with his angry bloodshot eyes.
“Who is the father!!” he demanded angrily
