Matteo's Pov
We spend a few more hours at the hospital, breezing in and out of one observation room to another. And in all the hours we spend at the hospital, all my wife does is talk my ears off about how upset she is with me for not disclosing the details of the surprise I have for her.
I love the woman, but she can be infuriating and wearisome when she wants to be.
After the checkup, I dismiss my men to head back to the estate, seeing how I’d like to enjoy a more private time with my wife without those brooding men hovering over us like some spy birds.
I open the passenger’s side for her to get in, bowing my head like her very own private chauffeur. That’s exactly what I am, putting in consideration how many rides I’ve taken her on.
Get your mind out of the gutters, Matteo Denaro.
