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.

and how he smiled at her all smug and wild. “She hardly realizes what the world is like. Did you ever stop to think how hard it must be to be pregnant and exiled by your own parents? I didn’t have anyone growing up to take care of me after my grandmother died. Not until I met

sorry that...” he didn’t

try to,” she said something to Hamlet and then went back to him. “I know you like

thanks,” he

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

stood in front of the house, the uncertainty

she wanted to hit him with a

wanted to leave with him, take refuge in his penthouse and carry on as if nothing happened. But the part

him. He recognized her, since the report given

look on the woman’s face, she knew who he

making way for him,

some banging with frying pans

asked

he tried to behave as affable as

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

him, he grew up as the son of influential people, both, in Italy and in Manhattan and most of the world. His last name opened doors for him, but it also made everyone see

And he was.

how petulant he

he

judged him so harshly. Because in her

himself appear to

stop making such a big deal out of everything,” he realized at once to whom Melody came out so talkative, for, although

it unnecessary to let

say it like it’s a good thing. It’s not a good thing to be

understand what you mean,” he was beginning to think the woman wanted to tell him something else, but Melody’s father came out of one of the rooms at

nice to meet you Mr. Redford,” he

parents’ house, he hoped not so much that his father would cut him down with a razor. The report said

was a jewel of union and love, that made him question why Melody left her parents’ house, even more, because being pregnant

and released him

though she had been more amused, spreading uncertainty in him,

he said as he agreed to sit down. “Where’s Melody? I need to talk to

time, we 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

they both behaved, it gave him to understand that Melody hadn’t rant at him or told him what kind of relationship

made him

others at the thought

but I don’t think I can stay long,” he just wished he could talk to Melody alone

on her lips at the sight of him. Her eyes

loose on either side of her face and down to her breasts. She was wearing white

the room grew heavy and

to you. We’ll leave you alone,” Charles looked at him and the threat was implied in his eyes, but he still said staring at him. “Be incredibly careful with my daughter.

mean to hurt her,” and he

doesn’t matter to me, none of my family members care how rich you are, my daughter doesn’t deserve to be treated with

walked up to them and put a hand on her father’s back. “Leave us alone for a moment, we’ll be on the porch. It’ll be all

a phony standing in front of Melody’s parents, when hours before,

is coming for dinner,” Melody didn’t look at her mother, but it didn’t take it for him to realize something was going on there. Melody looked

made of brick, Melody sat there and

all the family information of Equilay and Melody herself, bank accounts of both and the proof that her brother-in-law kept the money in an account in the Bahamas. He felt her warmth and smelled her scent of wildflowers. That smell he

he knew, taking care of a child alone, never minding that the father was absent, shouldn’t be easy. He didn’t know the root of her relationship with that

“What?”

Melody, look me in the eyes and believe me when I say I’m sorry. I’m

struggling and stare

“You...”

know you had nothing to do with the

a

you anything, but I want you to know that I know I was a bastard, and I don’t deserve you to help me, or to marry

her head and turned away as if Timothy

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 slut? You did that!” she began to draw in a forced breath, and

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