Billionaire's wife by Ashleh Queen (free ebook novel TXT) 📗

Billionaire's wife

“I…” I tried to say but he was quick to cut.

“The gym…It’s right beside my study in the south. Nobody wants a potato sack. Do you get me?” His voice at the end got louder making me look at him agape.

“What? You have put on a lot of weight. I don’t want people talking shit.” This made me recall that one thing that he actually likes about me and that is my body. I wonder how he will react find me changed.

He left shortly after while I walked to the gym that indeed had a range of equipment. My attention went to my reflection in the mirror. I had started showing.

There was a small fridge that had different energy drinks. Taking out the water bottle I wonder about my sisters. I didn’t have any means to learn about their wellness except Mr Lucca.

I got out of the gym to walk to my room to only find Mr Lucca sitting in the living area. And, though I wanted to pass him and get to my room my feet stopped the moment he looked at me.

“Did you tell him about your pregnancy? How he reacted?” He asked making me look around. And, thank God there was no one.

“What?... What are you doing? Please, stay away from our matters. I will tell him when it will be time.” I said and soon found Colombo walking in. “Mrs Lucca, your dress has arrived. May I get these to your room?”

“Yea, please. I am coming.” I said and was about to walk away but looked back hearing,

“Is there an occasion?” Mr Lucca asked making me look at him.

“There is a huge charity gala…” And, before I could finish my sentence he told. “Yes…I know about that one… here…call Carlos from my cell phone.” I walked to him and got his phone to realize he had been trying Matteo’s number.

I dialled for someone Carlos and handed him the phone. “I am here in Italy. I would like to confirm if you are coming to our gala.” He stopped to hear whatever that man had to say and then replied, “Of course, tell me,”

I found Colombo coming in with four other people who had the things and I was about to walk to him when I heard him say, “What? Why is she coming?” but then realizing I was listening to his talk I got my eyes fixed on the dress. It was long and had not so modest cut in the front.

I showed the team to my room, where two maids came to make some space for these dresses. And, the moment we finished I saw Colombo coming in again. “What?” I asked,

“Mr Lucca has asked for you,” And, the moment I raised my brows he added, “…senior one.”

I got down and found him at the same place where I left him. “You called for me,”

“Yes. I was wondering if attending the gala is a good move for you. You are pregnant. I am sure you should stay at home instead of attending such extravagant parties.”

“I don’t think if it is in my hands. I am sure Matteo wants me there and…he had been very attentive to details about our outfits and whatnot.”

“Of course, he is…but your priority should be your health.” I don’t know what he was talking about. Just a few moments ago he seemed perfectly fine with the idea. “You don’t need to worry about me. I am perfectly fine.”

I added and wanted the conversation to end when he cut me off. “But to me, you don’t seem concerned about your baby’s health.” And, that kind of crossing the limits for him. “I don’t think I should take it from you when you clearly have told me that saving this baby’s life is my responsibility. I am telling you that this conversation is ending here.” And, before I could finish my sentence I found David coming in. He did seem taken by my tone and I didn’t have any energy to explain it to him.

“Hello David,” I said but he only looked at me weirdly before looking at Mr Lucca. All of a sudden it seems that I was bullying an old man in the chair.

“Hello, Mrs Lucca.” He replied as he walked to Mr Lucca. I wonder if he was here to stay. Because if yes I could use a lot of help.

“Are you fine?” I heard David asking Mr Lucca and knew he was pissed at my ill-treatment of the old man. I left knowing it was not the reality. It was the other way around. I can’t let this old man hurry me into things I am not ready for. There was no way I can tell Matteo about pregnancy right now.

I don’t know what Mr Lucca told him. But I found him taking Mr Lucca out of the house. I was tired and wanted to rest for a little. More than that I knew I can’t talk to him here.

At the dinner time, Matteo again let me have food on the same table as his. And, the moment we were leaving the dining area we found his dad coming in his wheelchair. “I want to talk to you,” He said,

And, the realization that he is going to tell Matteo about my pregnancy got my hands sweaty. But I wonder too how I was supposed to hide this fact more than necessary. He looked at me before stating, “I don’t think you should take her to the gala. She doesn’t know many people there. And, this event is important for us.”

 “Excuse me? You do realize that I didn’t take her last year. I could have done the same this year too if you didn’t challenge my ego enough to marry this broke slut.” My eyes stung as he refused to care about the fact that his dad was right in front of us.

“As for her…” He pulled my waist and I got tripped making my body hit his arm. “As long as she looks this beautiful in the crowd I don’t think I will care about her manners.”

Matteo had his mood worse as we both walked to our room back. “Was it you?” He asked making me look at him in confusion but then I realized what he was talking about. Without wasting a moment I got my hand on the buttons of his shirt and started undoing it. “Why I will do it? I could have told you if I wanted to avoid the gala.”

“Good,…” He hissed against my mouth. “…because the day you believed someone else could be your saviour will not be a great day for you.” He said making me look at him. I could see he still didn’t believe me.

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