The Italian's proposal

Chapter 20

Chapter Twenty

Timothy

Timothy was on his way to Melody’s parents’ house; it was the only place he hadn’t looked for. He had called her countless times on her cell phone, wasting time dialing, knowing she wasn’t going to answer.

She was tired of him and his attitude and he knew it.

“Sir,” it was Clark, he was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he hadn’t realized they were already in front of Melody’s parents’ house.

The detective had done the job right.

She was there, she hasn’t been out all afternoon, not even to the porch.

“Shall I wait for you or come back for you later?” he didn’t know what the answer to that question would be either.

“Wait for me,” how about Melody refused to see him, she had her reasons. He screwed up big time. And Equilay Thompson’s Bahamas account confirmed it. He has been stupid, blinded by Gia’s infidelity and betrayal, he judged Melody without listening to her.

Now she was gone.

An innocent in a world full of bullets in the air.

She was hit by one, and unfortunately, Timothy was the one who pulled the trigger and sentenced.

“No,” he regretted. “Go. I’ll call you when we’re done.” He wasn’t going to leave without her.

He always had been known for being a confident man, but at that moment, with the documents the detective handed him half an hour earlier, he didn’t even know how to walk safely and calmly.

Regret and guilt were two things he never felt before, at least not to this magnitude.

He called Hamlet, asking for Devina’s number, which his cousin didn’t like, as he knew they didn’t get along, but in the end, Timothy was forced to confess that he screwed up big time.

Big and deep.

“Did you find her yet?” was the first thing she said when Hamlet put her on the phone.

“No. But you were right.”

“I usually am,” he imagined her smiling complacently, she was tremendous, that woman.

“I don’t know what to do.”

Admitting it hadn’t cost him as much as he imagined.

The truth was, if he was responsible for hurting Melody, it was appropriate to be just as responsible for apologizing and begging for her forgiveness.

He did not see himself as a man who would kneel before anyone, but neither did he see himself as one who would mistreat and hurt.

The last one already did.

It cost him nothing to kneel if necessary.

“The first thing is to talk to her, go over to her and tell her that you know she wasn’t the one who stole the money,” she told him after a while with the line silent.

“You make it too easy; don’t you remember how she beat you up for thinking I sent you?” she didn’t want to imagine what it would do to him if he didn’t tread lightly.

“It’s not that I forgot, it’s that she acted out of how we conditioned her. I realize this now.”

“What the fuck do you mean?” Devina seemed to have all the time in the world, whereas he, needed to figure everything out now. He was a pragmatic man of action, not one to make a mess and walk away without sorting it out.

“You accused her of stealing from you, of planning something as ugly as a three-million-dollar embezzlement, I tried to help her by giving her the money,” she sighed and continued. “I influenced her to believe you were trying to blame her even more. Melody didn’t see it as help, she saw it as a ploy to prove her dignity and her sincerity. Not as an escape, which was what I was looking for.”

“You wanted her to leave me?” he didn’t understand why Devina had stepped in where no one called her.

recently realizes that her brother-in-law, who she believed in for years, stole from you.” Looking from that way, he only managed to feel like Satan himself, like a deplorable being. He thought of the restaurant and how he gave her Equilay Thompson’s statement and how he smiled at her all smug and wild. “She hardly realizes what the world is like. Did you

didn’t know that about you, I’m sorry that...” he didn’t even know what to say

yourself in her place, understand her or at least try to,” she said something to Hamlet and then went back to him. “I know you like her, if you weren’t attracted to her, you wouldn’t

he said

sorry and hopefully, hopefully, you’ll get her to forgive you,” she said goodbye and left him a little more at

he stood in front of the

him with

in his penthouse and carry on as if nothing happened. But the part that contained his integrity,

mother opened the door for him. He recognized her, since the report given by the detective was

the woman’s face,

stepped aside, making way for him, which he was

banging with frying pans and

wine?” she asked after inviting

behave as affable as possible, but

a contemporary and classic style, there were photographs of Melody and her sister as children, all the way up to their teenage years. He focused on Melody automatically, her face hadn’t changed a bit. She was smiling

was used to people’s stares on him, he grew up as the son of influential people, both, in Italy and

And he was.

how petulant

he

harshly. Because in her eyes,

let himself appear to

has been. I hope you can settle your differences tonight. I’ve always told her she should stop making such a big deal out of everything,” he realized at once to whom Melody came out so talkative, for, although he was her daughter’s fiancé, in truth, Lydia Redford didn’t

the way Melody communicates,” but he found it unnecessary

not a good thing to be constantly drowning in

to tell him something else, but Melody’s father came out of one of

nice to meet you Mr. Redford,” he decided to take

hoped not so much that his father would cut him down with a razor. The report said he was a surgeon, and one of the

question why Melody left

released him as he looked at

had been more amused, spreading uncertainty in him, than trying to be

to sit down. “Where’s

are having a family dinner, since you will be my youngest daughter’s husband, the least we can do is invite you to dinner, so we

it gave him to understand that Melody hadn’t rant at him or told him what kind

made

sow hatred in others at the thought of him, though

he could talk to Melody alone and be able to

lips at the sight

attractively. Her black hair fell loose on either side of her face and down to her breasts. She was wearing white tights, which came down to her knees, with a bunny face on her knees. He noticed her eyes; they were bloodshot and cursed himself for being

heavy and it wasn’t just him who

Timothy came to talk to you. We’ll leave you alone,” Charles looked at him and the threat was implied in his eyes, but he still said

to hurt her,” and he

to me, none of my family members care

them and put a hand on her father’s back. “Leave us alone for a moment, we’ll be

in front of Melody’s parents, when hours before, he thought their

coming for dinner,” Melody didn’t look at her mother, but it didn’t take it for him to

brick, Melody sat

of both and the proof that her

that the father was absent, shouldn’t be easy. He didn’t know the root of her relationship with that guy, he didn’t

“What?”

didn’t let her. “Look at me Melody, look me in the eyes and believe me when I

stopped struggling and

“You...”

you. I know you had nothing to

morning...you believed...” she let out a sob and covered

I really am. I don’t care what you ask, I’ll give you anything, but I want you to know that I know I was a bastard, and I

lifted her head and turned away

think you can just apologize and that’s it? That everything will be fine? Our engagement was in the paper! It was a secret between you and me. No press. Have you seen everything they say about me? That I’m a freeloader and a

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