ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE SINGLE DAD (Gabrielle and Damon) novel Chapter 10

GABRIELLE’S POV

We drove out of town and into a quiet area. I tried to start a conversation but he barely responded.

After a few more tries, I gave up.

Forty five minutes later, he stopped the car in front of a small cemetery.

My chest sank.

“Why are we here?” I asked quietly.

He opened the door. “You wanted to know who the clothes belonged to.”

I got out slowly.

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The wind was still and the air, heavy. Damon walked ahead, and I followed behind him until he stopped before a grave.

The name on the marble stone made my throat tighten.

ALESSIA GRAVARI.

The date showed she had been gone for three years.

I turned to him. “She was your wife?”

His eyes didn’t leave the grave. “My sister.”

I blinked. “Your sister?”

“Do you have a problem with your hearing?” he asked, facing me now.

The audacity of this idiot!

But we were at his sister’s grave so I tried to stay respectful. “I’m sorry for your loss. What happened to her.”

He turned back to the grave. “She died.”

“Yeah I know that,” I almost snapped. “I mean what caused her death?”

“Death,” he said.

It was obvious he didn’t want to share so I stopped bugging him. I turned back to the grave, suddenly feeling terrible about not bringing flowers.

But to be fair, I had no idea we were coming here. The grave looked well kept except for the dead single flower on top.

I picked it up and threw it in a corner.

“Now she has no flowers,” he muttered.

I almost laughed. “You mean flower carcass?”

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Chapter 10

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He didn’t respond and I was already getting used to his silence. I looked around and saw a grave piled up with fresh flowers.

I walked down to the grave and picked up the white rose bouquet.

I walked back and placed the bouquet on Alessia’s grave. “Better?”

Damon stared at the flowers, then at me. “You just robbed a dead woman.”

“She had plenty to spare,” I said. “Sharing is caring.”

His brow lifted slightly, almost like he wanted to smile but refused. “You’re unbelievable.”

“And yet, here I am, improving your sister’s view,” I said, brushing off my hands. “Something you’ve proven to be incapable

of.”

He sighed quietly, turned, and started walking back to the car. I followed, trying not to trip over the uneven ground.

When we got inside, I fastened my seatbelt and waited for him to say something. He didn’t.

I tried anyway. “So…. your sister. She was older or younger?”

“Younger,” he said simply.

“Were you close?”

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