The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Chapter 244

Book 3 Chapter 79

~DANTE~

“What do you mean she just disappeared?” I roar.

I’d gathered as many of our men as I could. I had people searching every f*****g area close to home, and somehow no one knew anything about Willow or where she could be.

“She’s my wife!” I shout. “My wife! I want her back home with me! Do whatever you must to find her. I don’t care what it’s going to cost me. I’ll give everything to have her home back with me. Do you f*****g understand?”

“Yes, sir.” They all say before dispatching.

I was trying hard not to crumble in front of everyone, but Willow’s last words kept repeating in my head. She thought I would be happier without her. She left because she felt like that’s what I would want.

She was wrong, so terribly wrong.

She doesn’t understand how much worse losing her made everything else. I was trying my f*****g best to get Anya out of my heart and mind for her. I was doing everything, but f**k, I’d still managed to mess everything up. I’d still managed to f*****g hurt her.

I’m supposed to love, cherish and protect her heart. I did the exact opposite of that. I put someone who’d hurt me multiple times above someone who’s done nothing

was a f*****g

calm down.” Atticus tries to keep me relaxed. “If you want to find her, you must think clearly. We need to

you sure? Wouldn’t she want to stay away from places

shoulder. “We don’t know anything right now. It’s best that we search everywhere we think she can

desk in

you to be on your best behavior. She doesn’t know anyone out there, Dante. We need to find her quickly. If you care about her, you

demand. “I’m the reason she left. She stayed with me despite every single thing I’d done. I put Anya above her every f*****g chance that I got. Anya has done nothing for me, and Willow is the opposite of her. She loved me, Atticus. She loved me with her whole heart since the moment she met me. I feel like my chest is about

held back. But today, I couldn’t. I needed someone to talk to. I needed someone to keep

She wasn’t here.

left because of me. She’d left because I’d hurt her. She’d left because I made her believe

He reminds me of my own words. “If she truly does, she wouldn’t be able to stay without you for long. She will return to you. But first, we will search; we will search every damn inch