Revenge And Love Against My Mafia Ex-Husband
Chapter 72

Was it just a nightmare? -Ximena asked when she woke up and was met with a thousand mute faces. - Where am I?

-Daughter, we are in the church, please try to calm down, I know it is very difficult to understand all these revelations. -I know it's very difficult to understand all these revelations," her mother answered, blowing air into her with a piece of paper, while the others helped her to sit up. -Ximena, please listen to me, I swear I didn't know about your parents. -Angelo was trembling in despair, he knelt down to cry, but was pushed away by Emily.

One of his bodyguards approached him and murmured, "Boss, the police are here, apparently someone called her, let's get out of this place, if you stay here they will catch you in jail or maybe even disappear you.

Angelo pushed him, snorting, -You don't send me. I can't leave without my wife forgiving me.

Ximena threw one of her heels at him, although her words hurt him worse, -Get out, I don't want to see you anymore, forget about me and my children. We want nothing to do with murderers.

The bodyguard put his hand on her shoulder whispering, "Mr. Angelo, let's leave today, it will be easier for you to get her back outside than inside a maximum security prison. Please boss. -Don't walk away, you Italian coward. I'm going to stay and face what's coming. Someday you'll know you can't hide forever. -The guy looked like he was going to spit in his face.

Angelo walked away swearing, "I promise I'll do whatever it takes to get you back with me. Ximena got up from her chair, looked at him and held up her fist to retract her middle finger.

The police arrived, they settled for capturing the fat old man, although they knew he would be released in a few hours, because he was a terminally ill patient.

After a few seconds of uncomfortable silence that seemed like months, a child among the guests broke it with an innocent question, "Mommy, I'm hungry, when do we get to the party?

The mother tried to shut him up, but Ximena stood up to answer him and in passing made this announcement, "Of course, let's head for the event hall, we're going to celebrate what was not and never will be. Everything has already been paid for, the waiters, the caviar, the whisky. It would be a pity if all that went to waste. Several orchestras of the moment are booked. And for the gifts, you can take them with you, let's celebrate, the grandmothers say that every cloud has a silver lining, if that's so, then I must be expecting something very good, maybe if I buy the lottery I'll win it.

Most of the attendees headed for the party hall, only an agonised shout interrupted the murmurs, "I'm against it, Ximena, you can't get married, I love you!

A young man who, although dressed in an elegant suit, was very dirty, with mud dripping from his hair to his shoes, his appearance was not as attractive as that of Angelo. His complexion resembled that of a Native American, but as soon as he saw Ximena, his lips opened to reveal perfect teeth, his smile looked like a clear dawn after a dark night of storms.

Ximena wiped away her tears and the smile rubbed off on him. She stood up to greet him, -Hello Erik, you're late as usual, the wedding is over.

Erik's mouth twisted, although he kept walking to meet her, he took a clumsy step, his shoe twisted, which caused him to fall when he reached the altar and he almost broke his cheekbone on a step, Ximena was the first to laugh and for everyone in the church to follow her as if she were an echo.

They helped him up, while he in turn tried to justify his failure, "I'm sorry I'm late, it's just that on the way here my car broke down, I had to catch a bus, but it was going the other way, when I got off I slipped in a puddle of mud, that's why no taxi wanted to take me. With extreme situations, desperate measures, I found a horse, I thought I was good, I rode it imagining I was a knight who would go on a crusade to save my princess from an evil dragon. It was a very special percheron, it launched me into flight the first moment I mounted it. I landed in another quagmire, from where I could only get out with the help of a policeman who was around, he pulled me out and then hit me with his baton, because it was his animal. He captured me, determined to take me to the station to imprison me. I had to calm down to be able to talk calmly, when I got excited he spoke very fast and in a tangled way, I explained everything to him. After laughing, he agreed to bring me in. And all that for nothing. It was as if a voice was whispering in my ear, that I shouldn't do this madness, that the only thing I would gain would be to be murdered by those gorillas, like the other time they sent me to intensive care. But the truth is that I don't care if I die, I don't care what happens to me, because I can't be happy, I can't sleep, there's no dessert that tastes sweet or food that fills me up, I'm dead in life, without you, without Ximena. Now that the ceremony is over, now that there's nothing to do, because, even if it is, it was beautiful to have met her, and suddenly to shout to the four winds what I feel for her, maybe that can offer me peace of mind. Maybe it will help me to overcome or give me the strength I need to throw myself off a bridge, where this heart will break into a thousand pieces. Poor heart that never deserved love, not even from my parents and now it has fallen in love with an alien woman, although she was not to blame because she is the most beautiful woman in the world, I love you Ximena, a thousand times and a thousand times more until infinity!

Ximena approached him, she took care of each of his words, although she only understood half of them, because she was right in what she spoke fast and tangled. She wiped the tears from his face as she said, "Erik, on the one hand, the wedding is off. And on the other? -Erik interrupted her.

-On the other, well, that too. I will not marry Angelo, I have nothing to do with that man anymore, except that he is the father of my children. As for how you feel about me, that's another matter. I'm flattered, but I'm not going to leave one man to get involved with another, it's just that it's too fast, first I have to recover, I suspect that one of the cases of whisky at the party will help me drown my sorrows, I hope you can't swim, you'd better come and join me. We're going to dance and get drunk until sleep overcomes us. We'll see what happens, although to be honest I have no idea what's in store for me.