
VINCENZO'S POV.
The knock on my door brings me back from my thoughts and I wonder who it is.
"Come on in ", I say and the door opens revealing my father.
Of all the people that I wanted to see he was not one of them. He was just here to make my day worse than it already was.
"Why don't you look happy to see me?", he asks as he sits down and looks around the office.
"Am not having the best days so sorry if you didn't brighten my day", I say smiling at him.
"Is there a lady down there tell her she can leave", he says chuckling.
"There is no one under here, what is it you never come around here anymore?", I ask him.
"Well it's not like you are handling business well because if you did then I would be at home watching some stupid show with your mother but here I am", he says as he looks at me keenly.
I had heard every bad thing that he always thought if I and I knew today was not going to be any different.
"I", I start talking and he cuts me off.
"I didn't tell you that you can talk to me. Why did I even tho k you were going to be a good idea? You know when your mother suggested we adopt I didn't like the idea.", he says chuckling.
"Then the adoption was the only thing she could talk about so I thought maybe if we went ahead with it then she would just shut up and she did. But then you know you weren't the first kid that we wanted right?", he asks me and I just keep quiet as I look at him waiting for him to finish the story I had heard a thousand times.
"She loved that girl because she said she was going to get company but I didn't want a girl. I wanted a boy who would inherit my fortune and I took you instead.
Which was a mistake if you look at the thing that you do. I should have left you at that orphanage where I found you instead of bringing you home", he says as he stands up.
I had never heard this part of the story what girl was he talking about?
"What girl are you talking about?", I ask out loud.
"Your wife", he says as he turns around and leaves me confused.

