62- Viktor's Recovery
POV- Eleonora Vitale.
I go downstairs for breakfast and come across Dad and Antonie, who were eating and chatting animatedly. Then they notice my presence, stand up and greet me. The Frenchman pulls a chair for me. I sit down, and he stands next to me.
"Daughter, I just commented to Antonie and told her that you invited him to go with us to shop for Alessa." I shudder and thank the heavens for having put on my makeup, because at this moment, for sure, I am blushing.
"Yes, exactly. I hope he accepts the invitation, of course, if he doesn't have better things to do." I smile embarrassedly.
"No, and I will definitely accompany them. I'm sure it will be a wonderful day." I agree, and we continue to talk while we eat.
\[...\]
We walk peacefully, analyzing the windows of the stores, and then I decide to enter one of them, accompanied by my papà and the Frenchman. The two of them have their arms full of bags, and I'm just feeling like a rich movie.
I ended up buying some jumpsuits for my little one, in all the colors they had, shoes, tiaras, bows and scrunchies too. I was satisfied. Then it was the moment when my belly rumbled loudly, and a huge shame hit me that Antonie had heard. He and dad took me to the food court, and then we made some requests, which didn't take long to arrive.
Everything was going perfectly well. "But the joy of the poor is short-lived!"
As much as it was random, Viktor Sorrentino appears accompanied by a group of gentlemen, all dressed in suits. They sit down and my ex-husband had not yet noticed us, just as Dad and Antonie had not seen him either.
"Oh, Alfred Castelli..." I hear one of the gentlemen speak and Viktor turns around immediately. Soon the same man gets up and walks towards us. "How long has it been since we saw each other?" He asks and Dad is scared, but greets him.
"I think it's been a long time. Five years ago, in New York?" Dad says and the stranger nods and smiles friendly.
"Look, I'm together with some colleagues and Viktor Sorrentino." He points to the table where he was previously and Dad frowns when he hears Viktor's name.
"Oh, that's interesting. But it's a shame we're already going, isn't it, Eleonora?" I nod and smile at the man, try to stand up, and feel a little difficulty, so Antonie promptly comes to me and helps me up.
"Antonie, go with Eleonora, and I will pay the bill and then accompany you." Antonie waves and we walk between the tables, coincidentally we pass in front of the table where Viktor is, I feel his eyes on us.
Once we are out, we walk to the parking lot and Antonie goes to pick up the car. Then I hear:
"Eleonora, we need to talk. So far you haven't let me say what I had to say and I'm frustrated with that. I only ask for a minute..." Whisper and it makes me sigh.
"Go ahead. I don't have much time." I cross my arms and look to the side.
"I'm starting an investigation with that video, I managed to recover it and hired professionals." I don't know if he's saying this to appease the situation, but he's doing the complete opposite and it just makes me hate him a little bit more. "I'll find out what happened, Eleonora." I feel him touch my arm, a tear escapes my eyes and in a sudden gesture I move away from his touch.
"I hope you find out. And that he doesn't have the courage to appear in front of me. Viktor Sorrentino, for me enough of humiliations. Because that's what you gave me since we met, you used me as you wanted and poor me that I only realized that when you put me out of your life like that. I will never forget what you did, keep it well in your memory. The way you rejected my daughter..." I let the sentence die without first finishing it.
"Wow..." He whispers and lowers his head.
"Wow? Have you forgotten that one day you said you were a bastard? So she is only mine, I will not give her the right to have her presence, a true father does not reject his child. I'm sure one day she'll thank me, you don't deserve to have her by your side." I see him sniffle and I notice that he is crying.
"Eleonora, I'm going to solve this. Please..." He approaches and tries to hug me, but is stopped by my father, who pushes him and Viktor almost loses his balance. "Alfred, please... I want to redeem myself."
"Viktor Sorrentino, what do you want to redeem yourself about? To have kicked her out of the house or for having cheated on her with a prostitute?" My eyes widen, which begin to fill with tears.
"What did you say?" The question comes out in a thread of voice, I feel my mouth dry, I turn my gaze to him. His posture gives him away, Viktor tries again to get closer, but I move away. "Never, never want to see him again. I hate you!!" I shout loudly and call the attention of everyone around us.
I see Antonie leaning against her car and I go to it, who offers to open the door for me and helps me in.
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POV- Viktor Sorrentino.
"You should be ashamed, after all you still come after my daughter." Says Alfred.
"She cheated on me too, I have the video..." I say in a whisper, but he won't let me finish my speech.
"It could be any woman, you imbecile. Eleonora loves you too much to do this, but you chose to break her heart. I'm going to take her away and your money won't be enough to bring her to himself. Because for that, she needs to want you back. Which I find very difficult..." That said, the same turns around and joins Eleonora and the idiot.
THE NEXT DAY...
I'm determined to know what happened." I am walking with great strides, entering Marco Rossi's company.
I pass by the reception and enter the elevator, I ask his secretary to inform him about my visit and at first I think that he will not receive me, but I am surprised when the lady says that I can enter.
When I arrive in front of the door of his office, I leave three knocks on it and enter the space when I hear a muffled "in-between".
"Viktor Sorrentino, to what do I owe the honor of your visit?" He questions in an ironic tone and swallows the profanities stuck in my throat.
"I'm here because I need to clear up some doubts and I need you to be honest, I know we didn't get along from the beginning. But today I'm here, really needing it to be true to me." He nods and says:
"Let's see. By the way, how's Eleonora?" I ask and arch my eyebrow.
"Didn't you know?" I question, incredulous that he seems to know absolutely nothing. "Eleonora and I divorced a week ago." He looks surprised, but doesn't say anything. And I'm here for the reason we parted ways." He raises his eyebrow and says:
"Well, I can tell you that I did absolutely nothing." He raises his hands in surrender.
"Before I ask you anything. I have to show him something first." I remove the pendrive that contained the video that was sent to me and ask to borrow his notebook, put the small object in the device and finally I can put the video. Marco Rossi watches the recording and when he finishes watching it, he asks:
"How did you get these recordings?"
"How I got it is not the most important thing. First answer my questions and I will answer yours." With suspicion he nods and remains silent. "This woman in the video, is it Eleonora?"