Salvatore’s eyes remained on Evelyn as he walked down the stairs. On his arrival Evelyn stood up and respect and so did the other ladies sitting in the living room.
Salvatore made his way to her before holding her waist. "Let’s go." He muttered, not bothering to say it out loud but just for her ears. Without a word Evelyn clutched her purse and turned around to walk away.
"Don," Gianna spoke in a hurry as she hurried to the front and stood on the side of the don. "Please allow to have a mont. I shall call my husband to escort you about. He must be busy!"
Salvatore did not stop. "He is. You should check on how he is doing."
Evelyn did not voice out her opinion but what did he an by that? Why should her aunt check on how her uncle was doing what he was doing perfectly fine a few monts ago?
The car was parked in the front and without a word of farewell to the aunts, Salvatore just opened the door for Evelyn and she took a seat inside.
Salvatore rounded the car and then sat inside next to Evelyn before the car was driven away by the driver. She glanced at the house one last ti before looking away.
Evelyn continued to look outside the window as the familiar houses went past them as they drove away. This probably the last ti for any Evelyn to actually co back to this place and she knew that for sure.
Having every intention of standing by her word, Evelyn was going to handover the deed of the house to her uncle Julio. Just not by her hand but rather with soone who could have the job done.
She sighed as the tears bubbled up in her eyes. It was hard to walk away from the house where everything had once been her world.
She was leaving it all behind.
Wanting to seek comfort, she reached over to his hand. Grabbing it in her hand, she kept their joint hands in her lap before frowning.
"Your hands are wet," she comnted as she could feel sothing slimy and wet on his hand.
"Is it?" He muttered. "I apologise, excuse ." Education over before reaching inside his jacket and pulling out a handkerchief. He wiped his hand clean from what Evelyn could make out in the dark.
"Here," he entangled their fingers and kept their joined hands back in her lap making Evelyn blush and smile.
She loved his touch.
Unlike how it felt with Ro, Salvatore’s touch was completely different. With her previous boyfriend it sohow seed to be forced as ever and pay attention to how it fit well with Salvatore. The two n were completely different in both maturity and intellectual level and the more she noticed that, the more she realised that Ro had been a mistake and going against her father had been an even bigger one.
Shit, she closed her eyes and squeezed his hand tighter. Evelyn could have spent more ti with her father. Not only that, she won’t have ever been sold.
The apartnt building appeared in front of them and Evelyn waited for Salvatore to walk towards her door and open it. This has beco so kind of routine. Salvatore always did this for her.
How she again compared Ro to Salvatore. Ro had never bothered to open, stop or even wait for her. Salvatore patiently stood with his hand held out for her to take. And once she had placed her hand in his, he showed in no hurry or impatience for them to get inside the building.
She peeked at him as they stood inside the lift. How was it that until Salvatore had ca along and treated her well she did not realise where she was going wrong with Ro?
And to wonder about that question, had she still been with Ro if he had never sold her? She had never caught him cheating?
Salvatore typed in the password before walking into the apartnt leaving Evelyn to stand at the left. Usually he would walk inside with her while joining their hands.
Perhaps he was just tired which is why Evelyn did not think much of it and just walked upstairs into her room.
Taking off the earrings and her makeup as well, Evelyn went into the bathroom to take off her dress and take a light shower.
The mont she sat in front of the vanity to dry the hair a knock on the door. "Yes?
"It is Marco madam, may I co in?"
Evelyn smiled slightly. This Butler was very well mannered. "Yes, Marco, you can."
The Butler open the door but did not enter the room. "Madam, if you could et the Don in his office? He has called for you."
Evelyn’s movents stopped. Salvatore had never called her in his office, unless the ti when she had discovered it for herself. She could not have been more shocked to find out the dark door was actually his office in his house.
"Now?" Evelyn asked but then shook her head. Of course, he wanted to et her now if this could wait then, Salvatore would have called her in the morning.
Evelyn dropped the towel on the counter and exited the room as Marco stepped aside and closed the door for her. She made a beeline to the office that was at the end of the hallway. Knocking on It twice, she heard co in.
Evelyn opens the door a little and enter the room before closing the door behind her. She was not sure if this was an official visit or not which is why she stood at the door with things for his permission to sit down.
Salvatore pointed to the chair directly in front of him.
Evelyn gave him a small smile before she plopped on the chair.
"Do you really intend to sell the house or were you intimidated to do so?" Salvatore ant business here.
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