Vengeful Matrimony | ✔️

Chapter 31

GISELLE

I rushed out of the bathroom with a robe wrapped around me when I heard my phone ring for the fifth time.

"Jeez, I'm coming." I grabbed my phone off the bed, pressing it to my ear. "Who is this?"

"Giselle!" I recognized the voice immediately.

"Oh, Matteo."

"Have you seen Nicholas?"

"I should ask you that question. Where's he? I haven't seen him since this morning when he offered to take Cara to school. Did something happen?"

"We haven't seen Nicholas since we parted ways last night. He scheduled a meeting for this morning, and when I called him, he said he was on his way back to the house. That was the last I heard of him."

"He came in this morning when Cara was about to leave for school. I had a migraine, so I couldn't take her to school. He stumbled upon our conversation in the kitchen and offered to take Cara to school. That was the last time we saw each other."

Dread pooled in the pit of my stomach. Did something happen to him and Cara and their way? Did they get into an accident? If that was the case, I was supposed to have gotten a call, right?

"Cazzo."

"Did Eduardo get his hands on him? Was he kidnapped?"

"I don't think Eduardo did anything to him."

"But it wouldn't hurt to ask, right? You can just ask a..." I trailed off when I heard a loud bang from just a door away.

"What was that?" Matteo asked. So, I wasn't hallucinating. The gunshot sounds were real.

"I don't know. Do you think someone broke into the house?" I asked, lowering my voice.

"That's impossible. Nicholas takes security seriously. Go see what's going on."

"But what if someone is here?"

"Don't be scared, Giselle. Go check the scene out. Stay on the phone with me, so I know if I have to send backup."

"Okay."

I tiptoed to the door, cracking it open slowly, so I didn't make any sound. Sure, Matteo might be right about no one being in here, but I still couldn't take the chance.

Another loud bang filled the air, and now I could pinpoint where the sound came from. I pushed open the door to my intended bedroom, and all I saw was chaos. The room was in complete disarray.

Sheets were on the floor, nightstands tossed across the room, picture frames laid broken on the floor, and bullet holes riddled the furniture.

One man caused all of this destruction. Nicholas. He must have done this while I was busy with my skincare routine in the bathroom.

"I'll call you later, Matteo. Nicholas is here."

"Thank fuck. Make sure he's okay after his sudden disappearance."

"I will." I hung up. I opened my mouth to speak to him, but another loud bang interrupted me.

This time around, he'd shot a mirror. The glass shattered to the floor loud enough that it triggered a memory in my head. Memories of a car hitting a tree, and a trunk falling on the windshield. Another bang followed, forcefully jerking me out of my memories.

"Nicholas, what's going on?" Why would he ruin a room that held memories of Gianna? I placed my phone carefully on the dresser, tightening my grip on my robe. "Nicholas?"

He finally looked at me, and the look on his face was unexplainable. It was a cross between anger and regret? I wasn't sure about the last part.

He dropped his gun on the floor, and without a word, he brushed past me, walking into his. Now probably wasn't the best time to approach him, but did my stupid brain register that? Nope. My feet carried me across the room until I was standing on the bathroom's threshold.