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.

He thought of the restaurant and how he gave her Equilay Thompson’s statement and how he smiled at her all smug

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

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 be screwing your brains out so much to seek her forgiveness. For that alone I give you

thanks,” he said

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

he stood in front of the house, the

wanted to hit him with a

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

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

woman’s face, she knew

aside, making way for him, which he was curious about. He hadn’t expected such a simple and

some banging with frying

or wine?” she asked after inviting him to sit

to the extreme, he tried to behave as affable as possible, but it was impossible for him not to

their teenage years. He focused on Melody automatically, her face hadn’t changed a bit. She was smiling at the camera with all her teeth, even though she wore

in Italy and in Manhattan and most of the world. His last name opened doors for him, but it also made everyone

And he was.

now how petulant he

infidelity, he

was why Devina judged him so harshly. Because in her eyes, he was a cold and emotionless

himself appear

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,

he found it unnecessary to let her mother paint her as a

it’s a good thing. It’s not a good thing to be constantly

him something else, but Melody’s

Redford,” he decided to take

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

made him question why Melody left her parents’ house, even more, because being pregnant she did

a second and released him as he looked at his wife. “Did you offer Timothy something to

she had been more amused, spreading uncertainty in

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

shower. You came at a good 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

to understand that Melody hadn’t rant at him or

made him feel

to sow hatred in others at the

he just wished he could talk to

know where I can get my...?” the question died on her lips at the sight of him. Her eyes

of her face and down to her breasts. She was

the room grew heavy and

threat was implied in his eyes, but he still said staring

to hurt her,” and he meant it from the

money doesn’t matter to me, none of my family members care how

her father’s back. “Leave us

like a phony standing in front of Melody’s parents, when hours before, he thought their daughter

didn’t take it for him to realize something was going on there. Melody looked at him without fear and

by a relatively low wall, made of brick, Melody sat there and looked at

accounts of both and

at him quizzically and wrinkled her brow. Her big gray eyes were undaunted. She was strong. One of the strongest women 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

“What?”

let go, but he didn’t let her. “Look at me Melody, look me in the eyes and believe me when I say I’m sorry. I’m sorry for judging you lightly and not listening to you when

stopped struggling and stare

“You...”

you. I know you had nothing to do with the three-million-dollar

a sob and covered her

“Sorry... I’m sorry. 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 don’t deserve you to help me, or to marry me. I don’t deserve to have you even as a

head and turned away

everything they say about me? That I’m a freeloader and a slut? You did that!” she began to draw

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