Vengeful Matrimony | ✔️

Chapter 80

GISELLE

There was a time when I was ten when I thought it was a good idea to climb a tree because I just finished watching a movie where a kid around my age climbed a tree. Back then, I thought it was a great idea. If the girl in the movie could do it, then why couldn't I?

Wrong.

I fell from the tree, and I broke my arm in three places. I was in so much pain throughout the ride to the ER, that I couldn't stop myself from crying.

Multiply that pain by ten, and that was the amount of pain I was in. My jaw ached so much that I was on the verge of tears.

"I think she's waking up," an unfamiliar feminine voice said.

"I can see that, Rory," another woman snapped. "Go make yourself useful."

My body tensed. I knew that voice.

"I'm sorry, Gigi. What do you want me to do?"

"I don't know. Go check up on the girls. Make sure nothing is out of place. An unsatisfied Gregorio is a dangerous Gregorio."

The next thing I heard was footsteps as the woman went to carry out Gianna's orders.

"You can open your eyes now. There's no use in pretending."

My eyes opened against my will, and I came face-to-face with my sister who I hadn't set eyes on for a month.

"What's going on here?"

God, it hurt to even talk. I looked around at the plain white walls. Was I at the hospital? No, it didn't smell like a hospital.

"Oh, you don't remember?" She tsked, plopping down on the edge of the bed. "Dig deep into that big brain of yours, Elle."

Gemma visiting the house.

The pregnancy scare.

Going to get pregnancy tests at the store.

Stopping by a gas station to take the tests.

The test results came out as positive and...

I gasped. "You're working with him!"

She burst into laughter. "Ding, ding, ding! I knew you were smart."

"How could you do this, Gianna? I am your sister!"

She scowled at me. "One you kicked out of your house without a second thought."

"Because you were trying to ruin my marriage."

She huffed, rising to her feet. "Spare me the nonsense, Giselle. Don't act like you didn't steal him from me first."

"I stole nothing from you. He married me because he thought he was getting revenge for something I didn't do. It's not my fault that we fell in love."

She chuckled darkly, the sound humorless. "Of course, everything comes easy to you. You don't have to do anything. It just falls on your lap."

It was my turn to laugh. "You don't know what you're talking about. I've suffered for years because of you. Everyone labeled me a murderer while you rode off to the sunset to go marry some crime lord or whatever. You even bore his son."

"Of course, you think it's that easy. Just... ride off to the sunset." She laughed. "Do you know the things I had to give up? The pieces of myself I had to lose?" She waved me off, plopping down on a stool. "Of course, you don't. You don't understand anything. Neither does Cara."

"That's not any of our faults. It's Gregorio's fault. The same man you're in cahoots with."

She continued speaking like I hadn't said a word. "You had it easy. You didn't have your entire life planned out for you. You didn't have to be the perfect daughter who smooth-talked men. You didn't ask a boy out because your father said it would be good for the family."