The Abandoned Wife Makes A Come Back

CHAPTER TWELVE

"My son is humiliated because of you, you wretched b***h!" Her accusatory shriek caused quite the spectacle as the onlookers began to record the incident.

I remained calm though. the staff tried to clean the mess of Nadia's smoothie tantrum around me and those that were splashed. Those unaffected recorded everything, hoping for a fight but instead Nadia just hurled insults over and over until her voice was hoarse.

The spectacle was immature but entertaining to most. The staff called the security of the shopping area but Nadia refused to back down, digging her heels in more in hopes I would retaliate.

Instead of curses and incoherent screeching I approached her calmly, my eyes narrowed and my voice full of confidence.

"What makes you think you're better than me? What makes you so confident he will not cheat on you and abandon you for someone else?"

My words made her eyes go wide, her pupils were like demonic slits as she tried to lash out at me but security grabbed her and dragged her away.

Once she was gone and it was safe Veronica quickly left, paying for the trouble before we stepped out.

I had tried to play it cool but in reality? I was still terrified. The emotions were still fresh and my heart ached from everything but I wasn't going to let it show. Not to the public anyway. Once I was in the car I broke down. I was sticky and the emotional turmoil made my stomach hurt.

"Let's go Doll..." Veronica smiled and took my hand as the driver went back to the villa.

Edgar was shocked to see me in such a state. "Young miss...would you like some warm tea?" I could tell he wanted to press me for information but decided against it.

I smiled softly. "Thank you Edgar..."

V took me upstairs, she sat in the bathroom with me as I soaked in the tub. She washed my hair as she gossiped about everything and anything to take my mind off things.

When I got dressed and was feeling better Veronica put on a fashion show to show off her choices. She was stunning in everything she chose, her figure and complexion matching her choices with perfection. I envied her talent of dressing sometimes, I hadn't really put much effort into my wardrobe even before Jonathan.

After we both went through the clothes V spotted the lingerie Maybelle had helped me pick out. Her eyebrow arches and she grinning a teasing grin that made me look away in embarrassment.

"I..It's for sleepwear..." I tried to hide the flush in my face but she just moved closer, her face full of knowing.

"Oh? Sleepwear hm? I doubt you'll get much 'sleep' in this little number"

I snatched it from her, trying to hide it. She chuckled, smiling at me.

"You don't need to be embarrassed Doll, it's very natural." She smirked "maybe we should go to a....'specialty' shop"

I felt my whole body turn red with embarrassment at the very idea. I hadn't really explored the concept of the more adult 'self entertainment' or anything like that. Vincent was as spicy as I had ever gotten in my life.

"I...I don't-" she cut me off with her pointer finger pressed to my lips, a smile on her face.

"Just think about it Doll, now let's go downstairs and watch a movie!"

I smiled and followed her. Watching a historic fantasy piece based on the romanticized medieval era. It was full of knights, dragons and magic.

By the time the movie ended, Edgar had finished cooking dinner. He had prepared baked, herb crusted pork chops with roasted garlic mashed potatoes, mixed steamed vegetables and fresh baked rolls with butter. It was delicious but I wanted to wait for Vincent.

Edgar looked at me sadly, he was about to speak but Vincent walked in. He looked tired and annoyed but he sat at the table, not saying much. Edgar served his plate before sitting with us and we all began to eat. We chatted casually, the warm atmosphere seemed to bring a sliver of a smirk to Vincent's face which made me smile.

After dinner we all sat and played a card game before bed, Edgar retiring early with Veronica following close behind. Vincent and I went to bed together.

As we laid in bed I closed my eyes but Vincent pulled me close, how breath hot on my neck as he roughly whispered in my ear.

"When were you going to tell me about what happened with your sister, Princess?" His grip on me tightened as I startled at his words.

"I...I didn't think it was a big deal..."

I could feel his anger through the heat of his body. His hand trembled with frustration.

"My girl being disrespected is ALWAYS a big deal." He kissed my shoulder softly, his voice edged with darkness "No one should ever dare to even cast an impudent glance your way, much less attempt to assault you and your honor. If she wasn't your sister, she'd be dead."

I flinch at the calm way he spoke of ending someone. To think it was so easy for him, like commenting on the weather. I often forget he is dangerous, lost in his warmth and tenderness.

"I...it's ok...really. I handled it."

I could feel the smile in the crook of my neck "that you did. I'm very proud of you Adeline. That's my girl. Strong, beautiful and compassionate."

His words made me smile as I nestled more into his arms, letting the warmth consume me.

Sleeping next to him felt warm and safe, the opposite of my entire life. I hadn't felt so much happiness since the few sleepovers with V that got me away from the pain and loneliness of existence.

His strength steeled my resolve to change, to be stronger. To make him proud but most importantly, myself. I didn't need to have a beast to fight my battles, but it was comforting to know I had one and that he loved me so dearly. I drifted off, feeling loved and secure.