Revenge And Love Against My Mafia Ex-Husband
Chapter 87

-I don't think it's true that this swindler has anything to do with such a beautiful woman, he must have tricked her or threatened her. -An old man grunted, shaking a cane.

-She must be a prepaid model, or she's blind to get involved with this hustler who's now coming to f**k my wedding. -The groom took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves, preparing to fight.

-Stop, you're wrong, we're just friends. We've known Erik for a long time and it was very strange for us to receive an invitation from his ungrateful family. Erik has been on the verge of death several times and no one has deigned to visit him. Even the last time, it was up to me to pay the bill, since they took away what little they gave him when he graduated from psychology. -Ximena argued indignantly, let go and started shaking her hands.

-I was right, he has them fooled, they are other victims of this climber. -Grandfather threw the cane at her and almost hit her in the forehead, but Emily.

-If he's a lucky whippersnapper, of course I'll take away his support when he graduates, it's only fair after having to support him all this time and pay for so many college degrees he put off, plus all the things he did to us, I'd gladly take my last name away from him. -Apparently this man was the father, if there was a resemblance, although his face was adorned with multiple wrinkles and grey hair, it would surely be Erik's fault.

-It's true, and again the scoundrel deceives the grandmother that he has come to his senses, a tree that is born crooked, never straightens its trunk. I don't know how she still trusts him, the truth is that I had him in my belly for nine months, I can't even believe his name. -A woman, who also looked prematurely aged, lowered her head to cry and her wig slipped off, revealing her baldness.

-Apparently there was a miracle, he told us that the mother had died when she gave birth to him, that's why you bunch of wretches don't want him. -Emily interrupted with her words, it was as if she was adding fuel to the fire.

-I remember the time he made us all suffer with his fake kidnapping, we all anguished, we cried, we prayed, those were dark days, between all of us we collected the ransom, in the end he was interned in a brothel. -His father spoke with his voice cracking with tears and resentment.

-He was kidnapped by prostitutes. -Ximena joked, pretending to be silly.

-For me, the worst thing was when he swindled us with that false certificate of terminal illness. I remember that I gave him all my savings. -Mrs. Christmas ball intervened, as she reached over to slap him in the face.

-Don't forget the time he peed at Christmas dinner, or when he slept with the uncle's wife, or the cockroaches in the..." one boy commented, but was silenced by a nudge from his companion.

-It's okay, you're right, I've been miserable. That's why I came to apologise for everything and to everyone, remember we are family and I am truly sorry. I beg you to please forgive me and give me a chance to prove to you that I have changed and I have a diploma to prove it," Erik cried, knelt down and clasped his hands together as if in prayer. -Besides, I'm living with this pair of businesswomen and two beautiful children.

-Well, he lives with us, because his family turns their backs on him. -Emily again rubbed salt in the wound.

-I can't stand it, I'm going to beat him up, I still haven't forgotten the time he stole my car and crashed it into an art gallery. I'm still paying for the damages. -added a fat guy. He walked with a limp, lunged at Erik, who screamed in terror, turned and fled, disappearing over the horizon followed by several of the family's men.

-It looks like he's going to get some family attention. -Emily sighed, watching the marathon scene.

-Oh sis, despite all those lies, I feel bad for him, don't forget he saved our lives in the hospital and at the bar. -Ximena sighed at the memory.

-Anyway, we paid him well, all those months we kept him and on top of that we let him into our skin. -Emily whispered, hugging her sister. What a show! And what a beautiful coincidence.

Ximena felt that familiar voice, looked for where it came from and found that it was Diego, her sister's father-in-law, with whom she was having a good time at the dawn of her failed wedding party.

Hello, what a surprise, you're always so opportune to show up when my partner abandons me. -Ximena greeted him and came up to him, kissing his cheek.

-You're not forgetting about when you were incarcerated either. The forty-year-old twirled his black moustache with white strands.

-Right, it's a pity I didn't talk to you on that occasion, it's just that I was a bit upset. -Ximena tangled strands of her hair with her fingers.

-I just went to see if I could help in any way, but I was useless as in most cases. -Diego, I expect a smile in return.

-I was also embarrassed that you found me in such hardship. That means you replace me when I'm vulnerable. -Ximena felt herself blushing and turned her face away a little, pretending to look for Erik. -That's good, that way you lessen the chances of you rejecting me. -Diego placed a hand gently and firmly on one of her shoulders.

Until Emily pushed it away, pointing, "I remember that your wife almost made my sister bald.

Right, shame on me, though I am not to blame for the actions of my ex-wife, and my daughter, who apparently inherited her jealousy. -Diego looked at Emily, as if she were praying to him.

-By the way, how is it that the gentleman is here, I don't consider it a coincidence. -Emily grabbed his lapel and squeezed it tightly.

-You're right, I know I seem like a stalker to you, I'd think so if I were you. However, it is a strange coincidence, as the bride happens to be a model who works or used to work at my agency. It's complicated for a married lady to keep modelling lingerie, her husband may forbid it or it's possible that a pregnancy could affect her body. -Diego, clapping his hands, looked at the bride getting out of the car.

She looks beautiful! -Ximena exclaimed, remembering her failed weddings.

-There is no ugly bride and no honest politician. Although she is very beautiful, it makes me want to get married, too bad I don't have anyone to marry her to. -Diego mentioned looking at Ximena. -There's no ugly baby or guilty prisoner either. -Ximena tried to deflect the hint.

What are you guys doing, exposing cheaters? -Diego asked them, making humorous gestures.

We're tired of being internet celebrities and soul-sucking apps. -Emily commented as she watched the hook bride advance with a man who stood aside from Erik's embarrassing spectacle.

I'm also going to cause trouble between ex-spouses, it's to test their love or if they really hate each other. -Ximena interjected, observing a woman approaching with an anguished face. -Please, ladies, I need a favour, we are missing a bridesmaid, I need one of you, I have a dress to spare. -The lady begged them.

-I offer myself, I have been a bridesmaid several times, never a bride. -Emily left with the lady.

We seem to be a couple, what a fear for your ex-wife. -Ximena grabbed his arm and laid her head on his shoulder.

Emily appeared dressed as one of the bridesmaids and the ceremony began even though the members who went out to chase Erik didn't return. Ximena sat in a chair very close to the altar, fighting the memories of her failed weddings.

-It would be nice to be in her place. -Diego's voice interrupted her thoughts.

-Too bad there's no one to be with. -Ximena sighed.

-That's a lack of confidence, here I am to serve you my elegant damsel. -Diego took her hands.

-I wish everything was so simple, many times couples who have known each other for years, they get married and a few days later they get divorced, they realise that they are not like that, what will happen to a couple of strangers who in a madness decide to get married, like in Las Vegas. -Ximena expelled wisdom.

-It's true, but I'm not in the mood for that kind of dating, even though I love giving stuffed animals and going out for ice cream. I already feel I need a more serious relationship, even one where s*x is not the main thing. I want a companion, to spend time with, to travel with, also to kiss goodnight and good morning, and of course to sleep with or spoon. -Diego hugged himself.

-If you want, we can get married right here. -Ximena took him by the hands.

Are you sure? -Diego assumed it was a joke.

-Diego, do you take Ximena as your wife to love her for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health..." Ximena said at the same time what the priest proclaimed in the ceremony, but with other names.

-I accept, of course. -Diego held back the urge to burst out laughing so as not to sabotage the wedding.

-And do you, Ximena, take Diego to love him in wealth, health, fortune, joy and all that is good. -Ximena kept repeating and modifying what was declared in the ceremony. -I don't know, maybe, or good of one.

I don't want my crazy ex-wife to intervene, damaging the wedding," she continued, omitting the part that if there is anyone who objects, "I don't want my crazy ex-wife to intervene, damaging the wedding. -Diego whispered without letting go of her hands.

-In that case, I declare them man and wife until impotence or frigidity separates them. -Ximena finished with a few smiles that were extinguished by a kiss that Diego gave her, while at the altar the bride and groom also kissed each other.

They walked away as if in slow motion, she smiling with her white teeth, he looked as if his silver hair lit up with little light bulbs. Ximena had the sensation that someone was looking at her, she imagined it was Emily, who would be judging her. She couldn't believe her eyes, in a chair in the back was Angelo himself, her ex-husband, the one who was supposedly dead under the ocean, the one she would have given half her life to see again.