《My Arranged Billionaire Husband》58.|back at home.|
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Aria's pov:
Weeks turned into months!!
Yeah, 2 months Allesandro has succeded in ignoring our existance.
Despite my numerous amount of trying to talk to him, it never happened.
Maybe, i am not making enough effort.
But i actually am! Am trying everything.
God what happened to my world!!
I got out of my trance and turned off the shower tap.
I wrapped a towel around my body amd went in the closet.
Unknowingly, i stopped in front of the full size mirror.
I laughed humourlessly as i remembered when Allesandro came back from italy when suddenly his attitude changed.
My eyes were red and puffy, because of crying to myself to sleep every single night, dark undereye circles due to endless waiting of my husband to come home.
No joy, no reflect of hapiness, a dull looking face. My naturally glowing complexion was now gloomy.
"Why? Why does your husband does not come to you and your daughter anymore? What has gone wrong? Aren't you enough? Was there any lack in your love?" I asked my reflection and broked down in tears.
"Please come back sandro for once. At least tell me what went wrong." I sobbed as i fell on my knees.
I got up and wiped my tears. I grabbed one of his shirt and inhaled the scent. It smelt of him. The familiar scent filled my nostrils and a feeling of warmth engulfed me. I put it on me and wrapped my arms around myself as if i was hugging me, it was the closest i could get to him now.
I sat on the sofa chair across the window in the room and hugged my knees to my chest and let my tears fall.
I control them in front of my daughter, i can't be weak in front of her.
I looked at the view of the illuminating towers and it seems that it brings a little bit calmness to the storm in my heart.
I got startled as the door of the room slammed open.
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"Al- Allesandro." I whispered in disbelif.
"Aria." He chuckled.
"You are here." I muttered.
He said nothing but just looked at me.
Anger begin to surface through me.
"You bloody fool. You god damn idiot. What the fuck is wrong with you? Have you been feeding your brain dirt or what? Where in the hell have you been?" I yelled but not loud enough as my child was sleeping in some other room.
He came took predatory steps towards me.
"What?" I spat out.
"Stay. Away. From. Me." I said.
"Ar-Aria." he hiccuped.
I grabbed the lapel of his suit and forced him closer to me.
"You are drunk." I said through gritted teeth.
He chuckled.
"I am hungry." He said and shifted his gaze down.
Ok this is cute! No! Aria he made you cry.
Not only you he made little peanut cry!!
"You won't get any food Allesandro!" I said firmly.
"You are ruthless!" He said in a small voice.
"Ohhh! Now i am ruthless. What about you? Huh? You don't even fucking care about your family! Do you know what your daughter has been going through? And you know! you know how she is without you. Now talk who is ruthless me? Or you ? Say. What happened cat's got your tongue?" I said in one breathe.
"I am hungry." He said quitely.
I took a deep breath and pulled him by his suit and went to the kitchen.
He sat on the bar stool and i removed the leftover food from the fridge and served it on a plate.
"Here." I said and placed it in front of him.
He smiled cheekily and started to eat.
"It's cold!" He whined.
"Oh reallyyy? It's not as cold as your behaviour towards us." I said and took the plate from him and heated the food.
"Bloody idiot! You couldn't eat from where you usually eat. Why do you want to eat here today?" I said and gritted my teeth.
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"You are really sexy when you blow up." He said with a chuckle.
"Oh yeah! So i must be looking sizzling hot and sexy right now!" I said sarcastically.
"You have no idea." He said and came to wrap his arms around me from behind.
I gave him his plate and he ate without muttering any word.
Son of a biscuit!
When he finished eating, he placed the plate in the sink and said a small 'thank you.'
"Wait!" I ordered him.
He sat on the bar stool.
Anger might not be helpful.
I grabbed his hands and brought him to our bathroom.
"Remove your clothes." I said.
"Gladly." He said and started to strip.
Shaking my head, I went in the shower and fixed the temperature to lukewarm.
I need him to have his mind cleared up.
This will not sober him up but at least he might talk.
"Go." I ordered.
He went in the shower and i laid his sweatpants on the bed for him.
Why i am even doing this?
When he got out he wore his underwear and sweatpants.
"Can we talk?" I asked.
"Aria, i am tired. I want to sleep. We'll talk later." He sighed.
"Sandro please, you've been ignoring me for the past 2 months! 2 months." My voice started to raise at the end.
"Aria, please." He said.
"Ok fine, you don't want to talk right? So... please spend a little time with Allesandra please sandro please. She is miserable without you. She loves you so much, please." I sobbed, i don't care that i am practically begging him.
He said nothing but laid down on bed, his back facing me.
I hugged my knees to my chest and cried.
I only realise that i cried all night long when the first rays of sun rise was seen.
I went in the shower and washed my face. There was streaks of dried tears on my skin.
I brushed my teeth and washed my face.
When i got out Allesandro was not in the room.
Shrugging, i went to Allesandra's room to cuddle with her to wake her up.
But instead Allesandro was already there.
Deciding to let him spend time with her, i went out of the room to give them space.
I went in the kitchen and prepared breakfast.
I went back to her room.
I smiled at the joy reflecting on my daughter's face.
Allesandro was tickling, blowing on her skin and kissing her.
Her beautiful giggle filled the room.
I stopped not wanting to ruin this moment.
Unfortunately, Allesandro saw me.
"Um-err breakfast is ready." I stuttered.
He nodded and i went out quickly.
I served them breakfast and made my way to the room.
"Mawmmy won't you eat with us." Allesandra asked.
"No baby, mommy is not hungry." Saying that i went back to the room and showered.
Allesandro took sandra out for a picnic, of course sandra asked me to come along which i denied saying i am not feeling well.
The sun is about to set and i prepared dinner and went back to lay down on the bed.
I should be grateful that atleast he is spending time with her.
But how long will it go like this.
Drowned in my thoughts my eyelids felt heavy and i went in a deep slumber.
When i woke up, the sky was already dark.
God! It's past midnight.
With my tummy making some rumbling sounds, because of skipping all of my 3 meals i went in the kitchen to grab a snack.
I checked on sandra first and she was sleeping her lips cutely parted amd her soft snores were heard.
I kissed her forehead and made my way to the kitchen.
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