The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife (Mackenna and Alessandro) novel Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Mackenna wanted to scream with frustration at his comment. Of course, it was all Dulce‘s fault, she grimaced angrily to herself. Heaven forbid the man take any responsibility for his own actions.

She folded her arms over her chest defensively, tightly closing her fists under her armpits lest he see how much she wanted to throw the right hook she had learned in the class she took with Savannah,

She took a breath and spoke as eloquently as she possibly could through a jaw which wanted to remain clenched tightly shut. ―I saw you with your arms around her waist and dancing provocatively, grinding on each other. I thought I would be sick, and I had to look away. It was like watching a car accident and I couldn‘t not look again. I looked back and she was kissing you and not a sweet peck on the cheek, but her tongue was in your mouth. I saw you pull away and thought this was where my husband, my husband,‖ she exaggerated the last words, ―would put a stop to it. Where I would see once and for all she was nothing to you. I was such a fool

Mackenna continued furiously. ―You didn't stop her. You didn't correct her. You didn't pull away in some romantic gesture and show her your wedding ring She felt the same pain in her chest rising as if she had just lived the experience in the current moment. ―Do you remember what you did?‖ She could see from his flushed cheeks he did. ―You laughed Alessandro and then you kissed her again. You put your lips on her and kissed her right on the mouth and it wasn‘t a little friendly kiss. You put your arms around her waist, and you pulled her to your body, and you kissed her. I couldn‘t look away until the flash of a camera went off. Like waking from a bad dream

She felt her breath shake as her lungs ached with the memory. ―I left then. I went home, grabbed my passport, my purse and left She wiped a tear off her cheek angry at herself for being so weak in front of him.

―I told my grandparents what I saw. My grandfather, oh my poor grandfather. The man who lived only for me was crushed. He thought he let me down giving you permission to marry me. He saw how hurt I was. All he wanted in the moment was to make his granddaughter stop hurting She wiped furiously at her face remembering her grandfather crying at the airport.― My grandfather paid for my plane ticket to the States and when I landed in New York, I simply boarded the first plane anywhere

She lied on the last part. She didn‘t want to tell him the how desperate she‘d been to cover

friends and we moved in together

―You should have come to me in the club He would have explained things to her then, he could have stopped her from leaving. ―Had you simply come to me and talked to me instead of

running away, I would have explained

Unbridled rage coiled from deep in her stomach at his words. She would not allow him to gaslight her into believing she had done anything wrong. She wasn‘t the one who was making out with another person after leaving their bed.

―No,‖ she looked at him then, hoping he could see the anger there. ―You should never have gone to the club Alessandro She pointed at him accusingly. ―You wanted to have your cake and eat it too. Just like your grandfather. Well, it doesn‘t work like that, I don‘t work like that.

My parents and my grandparents raised me better

―You are wrong Mackenna, you should have come to me

―No!‖ She slammed her fist on the desktop and noted he jumped at her action. She was tired of being a docile little pet. ―You should have stayed in your bed with your wife instead of traipsing off with your lover. I told you to choose, you made the choice. You would rather have your tongue down her throat than be with me

She was beyond angry now and she felt the heat rising in her cheeks. ―You can contest the divorce all you want but the truth is, in the end, I'll still get it. I would have filed it before I even left if I would have had the money to do it. You asked me last month in Milan why now?

Why did I go back then? Well Alessandro it‘s taken me five years of watching every penny and

scraping by just to make ends meet so I could do this on my own. I don‘t care if it drains my savings to the last nickel, I will have my freedom from you and your mistress

―Dulce and I were never lovers, Mackenna He spoke quietly, refuting her accusation completely for the first time. ―I know the tabloids