Page 26 of The Sicilian Billionaire's Disposable Wife

Kendra focused on struggling to free herself. The pain of his grip was easier to bear than the words her husband was throwing her way—

"I chose you because of two things, Kendra."

“S-Stop—”

But this only made his grip tighten, and when she looked up at him, thinking she could plead for him to just let go—

No.

She could no longer speak because the man in front of her wasn’t just a stranger.

“You turned me on. And you amused me. Just that."

Instead, he was a man who was just like Porter, when her ex-husband no longer wanted her.

"You were never an obsession." Dario’s voice was hollow now. Dead. Like he was reading from a page he'd already decided to burn. "And right now, you're nothing but a liability, and I want you out of my life for good."

His fingers started to uncurl from her wrist, one at a time. He was giving her the freedom she had wanted earlier, but now she had the most pathetic desire to beg him—

"The driver's waiting for you outside. He'll drive you to wherever you want."

Please, please, please hold on to me.

Kendra’s wrist was completely free now, but to her, it felt as if he had just thrown her out of his heart.

And when he turned his back on her like she had already ceased to exist—

Tears blurred her eyes.

No. No. No.

She turned away clumsily.Blindly. Her hand found the wall, and then the doorframe, and then the cold air outside, and she couldn't see where she was going because everything was blurring together, the house and the trees and the life she had thought was hers—

How could she have gotten everything wrong again?

DARIO FORCED HIMSELFto stay still as he listened to his wife leave.

It was better this way.

She was not for him, considering how she had believed someone like Selleck so easily.

Aside from Bonnie, he had someone else tailing his wife for added security incognito. And it was that man, Juanito, who had managed to capture the entire confrontation on camera. And after what Dario had watched—

It was better this way,he told himself doggedly.

The way she had cried over Selleck? That said it all. Selleck had cheated on her with her own sister, but she had still believed the other man. Had still cried for him. Had still said ‘I'm sorry about what happened to you’ to the man who had destroyed her life.

He knew then that when she came back, it would be to tell him she was leaving—

The door opened again, and when his heart slammed against his chest, it was then Dario knew.

I love her.

It was pathetic, yes, but it was also the truth.

He loved his wife.

He loved her to the point that if she had indeed come back—