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 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 my sister, not until I came into a good home and was

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

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

thanks,” he said

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

in front of the house, the

wanted to hit him with a broom, so

of the car and watched Clark drive away, a part of him wanted to leave with him, take refuge in his penthouse and carry on as if

opened the door for him. He recognized her,

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

you,” she said and stepped aside, making way for him, which he was curious about. He hadn’t expected

with frying pans

or wine?” she asked after inviting him

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

as children, all the way up to their teenage years. He focused on Melody automatically, her

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

And he was.

realized now how

discovering Gia’s infidelity, he

Because in her eyes,

let himself

is a beautiful woman, always 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

find it amusing the way Melody communicates,” but he found it unnecessary to let

a good thing to be constantly drowning in a glass

to think the woman wanted to tell him something else, but Melody’s father came out of

to meet you Mr. Redford,” he decided to take the first step and

idea what Melody said about him at his parents’ house, he hoped not so much that his father would cut

and love, that made him question why Melody left her parents’ house, even more, because being pregnant she did not have health insurance, being her father a doctor and her

and released him as he looked at his wife. “Did you offer Timothy

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

to sit

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

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

made

sow hatred in others at the thought

long,” he just wished he could talk to

the question died on her lips at the sight of him. Her eyes went from calm

damned beautiful. She wore a flowered long-sleeved dress a little below her thighs, her white skin stood out attractively. Her black hair fell loose on either side of her face and down to her breasts. She

heavy and it

alone,” Charles looked at him and the threat was implied in his eyes, but he still said staring

to hurt her,” and he meant it from

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

walked up to them and put a hand on her father’s back. “Leave us

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

be in the kitchen, your mother told me your sister 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 at him without fear and

made of brick, Melody sat there

her and leaving the envelope on top of the wall, with the documents that contained 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 could never forget. “Did

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

“What?”

didn’t eat. You left without lunch,” he replied taking her hand. She tried to 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

stopped struggling and stare

“You...”

believe you. I know you had nothing to do with the

a sob

his arms around her and held her there, close to his chest. “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 friend,” he knew he was babbling, but once he started, he felt he couldn’t stop. “I don’t deserve anything

turned away as if Timothy

That I’m a freeloader and a slut? You did that!” she began to draw in a forced breath, and Timothy

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