The Sicilian's Wife by Kate Walker

Author:Kate Walker
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-02-04T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

FROM the appalling, terrifying moment in which she’d realised just what was happening to her, Megan’s mind had become just a scream of terror so that everything that happened did so in a blur of fear, nothing but the horror of her discovery making any impact on her thoughts.

She was hardly aware of stumbling to the door and wrenching it open, knowing only that she had to find Cesare. That she had to be with him, beg him to help her. He would know what to do.

And he did. He didn’t waste a second phoning for a doctor, using his phone instead to summon the chauffeur even as he bundled her up in a black towelling robe that he snatched from the back of the bedroom door in the same moments that he snapped orders into the receiver. And as he fastened it round her, pulling the belt around her waist, he had soothed and comforted her with a non-stop flow of gentle words.

‘Hold on, cara,’ he’d urged. ‘Don’t panic. We’re on our way. Everything’s going to be fine. I’ll take care of you. Just hold on to me. Hold tight. I’ll make sure that you’re okay.’

Megan had wished that she could believe him. That she could hope and trust that things would indeed be ‘fine’. But the tearing discomfort deep inside, the terrible feeling of nausea, told its own story. There wasn’t a chance that she was still pregnant. She knew that for sure.

But still there was a deep, primitive comfort to be gained from being in Cesare’s arms, and being wrapped in the soft, thick towelling of his robe. It wrapped around her almost twice, it was so loose; and it smelled wonderfully of his skin and the cologne he used so that she could almost believe he had only just taken it off in order to wrap it about her. Whimpering in pain and misery, she huddled into its warmth and abandoned herself to Cesare’s total control.

She was barely aware of the way that he swept her off her feet and carried her out to the waiting car. The speeding, swaying journey passed in a haze of discomfort and fear and it was only the strength of Cesare’s arms around her, the sound of his voice in her ear, that kept her from screaming aloud in distress and panic. As it was, she had to clamp her teeth down hard on her bottom lip in order to hold back the sobs and all the time tears poured down her cheeks, silent and unstoppable, scouring wet, desolate trails over her colourless skin.

At the hospital there was none of the delay she had expected and feared. Once again Cesare took charge and bulldozed ruthlessly over anyone who got in his way or tried to suggest anything other than he wanted.

He didn’t wait, he didn’t ask, instead he insisted loud and clear on getting exactly what he wanted. He wanted the best, the most comfortable room. They were taken there at once.

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