All Chapters of Reviello's Wrong Bride: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Eleonor was locked in her room for the rest of the day. She eventually heard her butler call her for lunch and afternoon tea. She was unable to answer him. Fortunately, the servants were respectful of her silence. She didn't know what they did with Reviello's sick gift, and she couldn't care less about it. It didn't take her long to realize that the hand inside the box was from the man who touched her last night at the bar. Despite her dislike for him and wish that he was gone, she did not wish him harm. She didn’t want to lose his hand either. Reviello's so sick, and she's known it now. She felt guilty in a way. A man's life would never be the same because of her. Even if he had assaulted her, she felt faulted of the bloodbath. What if Reviello killed him? Or is simply a warning that it could be her hand at the box? Looking at the small snowflakes falling outside, she felt a chill in her chest that was not caused by the end of winter. It's still a month before the end of the season,

Eleonor wakes up with a knock at the door. She didn't want to get out of the covers that wrapped her body carefully. Another knock, followed by Domenico's muffled voice, sounds from the other side of the door, “Donna, your presence is requested by Mr. Reviello at breakfast.” She tucks her head under the blanket as she grumbles and closes her eyes tightly. The last thing she wants to see in the morning is Giovanni's face. In complete silence, she thought for a few moments. She even thought that Domenico had already left, but she knows that he's still waiting for a confirmation. “Domenico?” Her voice comes out sleepy and despondent. “Yes, Donna?” “I'm feeling unwell. Tell Reviello that I'm so sad that won't be able to keep him company, but…” She pretends to be coughing loud, twice. “I think I've caught a cold…” “Okay, Donna. I'll let the Don know. I am going to bring some hot soup to you.” “No need, I have no appetite.” A moment of silence. “As you wish. Please call me immediately

The day has dawned gray. Eleonor feels her mood as dense as the cloudy sky. Her bags are already in the trunk of the car, and she's waiting for Reviello to arrive in the hall of the mansion. Lisette is impatient and looks up the stairs with an angry expression. She says in a harsh tone, “Why was he rushing us so much, if he's the one holding us up?” Eleonor gives a low chuckle. “I don't even know why we're making this trip in the first place…” “We're making this trip, love…” Giovanni says, appearing at the top of the stairs, drawing a relieved sigh from Lisette. “Because I have business to attend to in Mexico.” “Exactly, YOU do! I don't know when 'you' became 'we'. When YOUR commitments became OUR commitments?” Eleonor snorts. “We became us when you walked up the aisle, my dear wife.” He moves closer and gives a kiss on the top of her head, making Eleonor to turn away in displeasure and finally leave the hall. “Marriage quarrels, huh?” Lisette gives a wry laugh. “Moron.” Then she

The car was waiting for them when they arrived at the airport. Eleonor takes off her heavy coat to enjoy the cold air in the car. It's very hot outside. Lisette seems to melt into her seat, trying to shake herself with her own hand. Italy's winter is much colder than Mexico's, which was 80ºF right now in Cancun. Through the dark glass, Eleonor observes her husband talking on the phone. She wonders how he can stand the heat in the dark suit he’s wearing. Lisette's voice brings her back to reality, and she gives a jolt as if caught in the act. “How was the trip?” “Hellish.” Eleonor shrugs, trying to sound bored. The truth is, after almost giving in to temptation again, she struggled to ignore him for the next six hours. Eventually, she fell asleep, and woke up with her head resting on his shoulder, and he was also asleep. She didn't want to admit to herself that she was slowly getting used to the idea of Reviello, who didn't seem so bad. The image of the cruel and indifferent man she h

The resort is, as expected, extremely luxurious and spacious. The place is surrounded by palm and coconut trees and huge swimming pools that take up most of the outdoor area. Even though she came from a wealthy family, Eleonor had never been to such a stunning place before. They took the resort's itinerary and found out that the facilities even include a spa, as well as restaurants, pubs, and other sports activities to entertain the customers. In the background, the beach's white sand merges with the green grass of the property.As they walk outside, where the pools can be seen, Lisette's voice sounds gracefully along with the birdsong that, due to the airy and wooded environment, kept several species. “I'm glad we're here. I mean, I know the circumstances aren't the best, but… I couldn't stand that cold anymore!”Eleonor giggles. “I know what you mean. And this place is beautiful!”“Giovanni has many faults, but he knows how to spend his money!” Lisette gives an acid smile. Perhaps b