Chapter 39

Matteo's Pov

What did I do?

What have I done?

What the fuck have I done?!

I thought I was doing the right thing by staying away from her. I thought I was protecting her, I thought. . .God! I thought a lot of things.

But her reaction goes to show that I fucked up in more ways than one.

Her pained voice still ricochets in my ears.

"I'm your wife! You don't like me? You can't stand me? I get that but I'm still your wife and it was your child that was taken away in that inhumane manner! It was your wife's body and soul that was broken and ripped apart! It was I, your wife who needed her husband in her moments of weakness and vulnerability but you weren't there Matteo."

"I hate you so much, Matteo Denaro and I regret everything we've done together. I regret letting you touch me with your filthy hands. I hate every breath you take and I hope you die a painful death for everything you've put me through."

My chest constricts.

"Look at me, Matteo! God, Matteo! Why? Why are you doing this? Why