Runaway Bride

Chapter-52

Author's POV:

Riley dropped her glass hearing the news, she whispered, "He shot you...."

Wade whispered, "Yea.... My arm is broken, what kind of maniac is he!!!... I will get rid of him..."

Riley warned, "He is mine... remember this," her hand tightened around the phone.

Riley closed her eyes trying to control her frustration, Wade said, "I don't care about him... I want My Cherish back.... by any means... I mean it..."

Riley whispered, "Sympathy ... get her sympathy... He hurt you for her... then play a game, she use to love you, your pain is hers...." She smirked.

She ended the call, She whispered, "What are you up to Riccardo?... I thought you will display your anger on her, and that will make her leave you... But anyways.... I will win this game..."

She said sinisterly, "How about I kill her?... Then you have no way to but me....."

She called someone fulfilling her plan.

Cherish's POV:

2 days later,

We barely talk, he did brought me here for this so called vacation, without my will. It feels like he has found a fancy way to imprison me.

I sat by the balcony looking at the view of the lake, they are beautiful mountains, but the situation he got me here makes me hate it.

I would have loved this place, and this pretty huge house for a vacation. There is barely anyone, just few guards at the gate of the property and one or two house help.

The foggy mountain greenery makes so relaxed, it's quite similar to the place I was hiding after I ran away from my wedding.

It's cold but so pretty that I don't mind a little cold weather. I felt something land on my shoulder, I knew it was him or who else will dare to care for Riccardo Valentine's wife, he himself.

Riccardo took his seat next to me in the sitting area. I subconsciously pulled myself away creating some distance.

He said, "Let's go to the local market, it's quite lively there...." He said this dryly, we both are quite angry on each other.

He is angry because he doesn't trust me, and I am angry on the same thing. If we look deep he is at fault.

I stayed silent, I felt him looking at me.

He got up saying, "Get ready, we are leaving in 10 minutes..."

I whispered, "I don't care.... do whatever the f*ck you please..."

I murmured, "As if anyone's will matters to you..."

He asked taunting, "What?"

I pulled my leg under the blanket covering my lap, It's quite cold but this anger is heating my head up.

Riccardo grabbed my face pulling me harshly to face him, "What did you said?"

I stared dead in his eyes as I whispered, "Are you deaf?"

He got up frustrated, he walked out of there as if he decided to go alone. I sighed as I saw him walking out of the property all alone.

He decided to go alone, I sighed.... It's good I need some spare time.

I touched my belly, I am so conserved, I should eat something. I cannot go starving....

I need to take care of this little thing inside of me.

I internally whispered, "You father is making me so mad... but I cannot punish you for him, Can I?"

My mind frozen as I realized how stupid I sounded while talking to someone who is not even born yet.

Author's POV:

Hours later,

Riccardo parked his bike as his long drive failed. He found his trip to the nearest market failing, he was not in his right mind.

Her distant behavior bothered him little too much.

He knew she was not use to see violence in front of her and he shot someone in front of her to show his power, his authority for her.

His jealousy is his biggest enemy, her ego stood in between like a wall.

He walked in the house after staying out of few hours, he thought this vacation would be perfect but how much distant he feels from her.

He walked in through the front door, he instantly heard her light scream, He walked to the small kitchen at the other end of the hall, he heard her from there.

He noticed her looking down at the floor, he followed her gaze noticing the mess she made, she looked at him as he was calculating the disaster she tried to achieve.

He saw dropped utensils and mess on the counter, he knew she tried to cook.

He pocked his keys as she kept looking away from him, he awkward behavior made him annoyed, she was avoiding him.

She tried to grab some bread and peanut butter as if she was defeated from cooking, while he thought she could have called the made for help.

He noticed the cut on her finger, she tried to hide it she walked away with bread.

Cherish sat on the sofa getting the bread ready, she wanted something good but at least she had this. She was craving something spicy indeed.

She felt someone grabbing her hand forcefully pulling her to face him. Riccardo pressed a cotton on her finger she let a loud hiss.

She closed her eyes on his harsh actions, She stayed silent on seeing him in bad mood doing the first aid. He tried to stop the blood, He stayed silent.

As he was applying the band-aid Cherish said, "Too tight...."

He looked at her, but his anger disappeared as he saw her looking at him like that, like she was hoping for some kind of reaction. He knew she was his only weakness.

Riccardo adjusted the band-aid as he asked, "Showing you attitude when you can't cook... call the maid...."

Cherish said in same tone, "She is not here.... she went somewhere to get groceries........ Just because I can't do something, I don't need you to nag at me..."

She tried to take a bite out of the bread in anger, he pulled it away from her mouth as he said, "Sit quite here..... I will be back..." he said this harshly.

He passed her a fruit as he said, "Deal with it till I bring something....."

Cherish stood up as she said, "No need... I won't die starving, anyways... I am not that hungry...."

She walked upstairs leaving him behind. His hand tightened in a fist.

He could only think that she is upset because he hurt her ex. It bothers her so much that she is giving him these taunts and anger.

He whispered angry, "I should have shot him in his throat..."



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