"WIFE OF BILLIONAIRE VINCENZO MORELLO PASSES AWAY"

Her clothes were drenched but she did not care. Her heart was aching for someone who did not even love her.

How could she have been stupid to think he would change?

She had thought maybe after a while he would realize that she loved him and he would be with her. Give her all the love that she deserved without her begging for it.

Did he ever think about the things that he did to her?

Why did he marry her? It was a question that she asked herself more often than she would admit. She had seen several women in his life and sometimes he wondered why he had never asked either of them to marry him.

Why had he decided to destroy her life?

She has turned out to be a woman caged. Caged by her marriage she couldn't even face people the way she was.

She looked at her kegs that were now covered in mud and wondered where she had dropped one of her shoes, but it didn't matter her husband was a billionaire he could buy her the whole store if she wanted it.

Her chest hurt it wasn't a feeling that she had experienced before. She had thought that she was over him and then his birthday happened.

He should have just left her alone but he couldn't could he?

She looked ahead the road and there was no car in sight and the rain was getting heavier than it was. She had nothing in her apart from. the one shoe that she was carrying.

She didn't even know where she was going she just kept walking.

She wanted to hate Briana so much but she couldn't. How could she? Vincenzo had always known that he was a married man and still slept with her.

All he did was embarrass her and she was just supposed to sit and watch with a smile on her face?

She saw a set of lights approaching and she hoped that it was someone good that could help her. She didn't want to go to Vicenzo's house but it wasn't like she had any other choice.

The car approached her and came to a stop beside her and she stood there waiting for whoever was driving to lower the window.

As the window lowered she was beside herself in who it was. It wasn't about the fact that she had been rained on but just the way she looked.

She was sure he was wondering what had happened to her for her to be in whatever shape she was.

"Well well I've thought of many occasions in which we would meet this wasn't one of them ", he said as he chuckled.

"Hello to Dylan is delighted to see you ", said Anna as she walked to the other side of the car and sat in the passenger seat.

"Am I allowed to ask what you're doing here in the rain with one shoe ?", Dylan asked as he restarted the car.

"Not really ", said Anna as she laid back in her seat and looked out the window.

Dylan could tell that she was distraught. Her eyes looked puffy beside the rain and he could tell that he had been crying.

He couldn't figure out what had upset her that much but he hoped it wasn't Vincenzo. He wasn't worth being cried for.

Anna fell asleep as soon as she entered the car she didn't even notice that Dylan had driven her to his place.

"Hey we're here do you want me to carry you ?", asked Dylan as he opened Anna's door.

Anna squinted her eyes wondering where they were and was shocked when she realized it wasn't Vincenzo's place.

Dylan noticed the panic on her face and offered her reassurance.

"You'll be fine here and if he cared you wouldn't be out in the rain ", said Dylan, and without waiting for Fer to answer he scooped her up in his arms and walked to the door.

The I side of the house wasn't anything that Anna had been prepared for. For a guy, the house was too clean and then she remembered that he had money to hire as many workers that he needed.

He didn't place her down as he took the stairs and entered the first door to their left which was a room that was painted pink Anna wondered if he had a daughter that she didn't know of

He kicked the door open which led them to a bathroom and he set her down in the bathtub.

"It's my cousin's room she loves to visit so I figured she'd have a room ", Dylan said chuckling.

"I didn't ask you know ", said Ella as she chuckled.

"I know but you were thinking of it ", he said as he handed her towels and some soap

"I'll place some warm clothes for you to wear on the bed while I go make you some soup you might catch a cold ", he said as he left her to have her privacy.

She broke down in tears immediately after he left, she hadn't even known that she was holding them in.

When did her life turn to be this miserable?

All she ever wanted was to be happy but somehow she never got it. It was in moments like those that she wondered if life would have been different if her mother was still alive.

She knew that Vincenzo probably hadn't noticed that she was gone. That was how unimportant she was to him.

She was just a person in his life who didn't mean anything if she was dead or alive. Her being dead would do him so well.

"WIFE OF BILLIONAIRE VINCENZO MORELLO PASSES AWAY ", that title would do him and his company so good.

For the next hour, all she did was cry as she tried to wash herself clean trying to erase his hands from her body but that wasn't working. He was imprinted in her and no matter how much she washed herself she would never wash him away or erase the memories she had of him.