His Second Chance, My New Beginning

Salvatore

"Did you miss me?" Penelope had a perfect smile on her face, a smile that I had not seen for the past few years, a smile that I would have been very content going the rest of my life without ever seeing again.

"What are you doing here?" I blurted out without thinking much, my sharp words betraying my disdain towards her.

My eyes were cold as I coldly regarded the woman in front of me.

She wasn't supposed to be back yet. I knew she was going to come back to the country at some point. However, now was not the time.

Did something happen? Did she ...want something?

"You don't need to look at me like I have some ulterior motives, Salvatore," Penelope chuckled, as if she had something extremely funny.

This woman was so fake she could summon her tears and laughter with one move, and so I wasn't impressed.

Folding my arms across my chest, I spoke again, my voice steadier and colder this time.

"What do you want, Penelope?"

Standing up from the couch, she approached me, her steps calculated.

"Why? Can't I come to check up on an old friend?"

Saying this, her eyes fell to my ring finger, her lips curling up in a smirk.

"You really are married," she noted, a frown flashing past her face.

When she looked up at me, the frown was gone and replaced with her fake smile.

"I always thought that if you had to get married, you would marry Lara Withtaker, since when were you interested in her older sister?"

Penelope tilted her head as she said this, "women like that never seemed to be your type," she added.

"You have no idea what my type is, and if you know what's good for you, you are going to stay away from my wife and out of my life!" I warned her.

Penelope might look innocent but there was nothing innocent about the things she was capable of.

There was a reason she was mentioning Evelyn, and it couldn't be good at all!

Penelope shook her head and wisely took two steps away from me.

"I know your type, Salvatore, have you forgotten that at some point, I was your type?"

I didn't respond to her attempt to goad me, I just stared at her blankly, trying to determine if she really believed the things she said.

Clearing her throat, Penelope had the decency to look ashamed.

"There's no need for you to be so cold to me, Salvatore. Regardless of our past, I am with your brother now, and we are going to be a family so maybe we should figure out a way to get along with each other," she stated, looking straight into my eyes as she said this.

"You and I will never get along, Penelope. Besides, do you think your boyfriend wants you to get along fine with me?" I smirked at her as I asked this.

Since Penelope was back, it only meant that my brother was back.

All of this wasn't supposed to happen now, however, it didn't mean I couldn't deal with both of them.

Penelope pinched her eyebrows, "Ethan has decided to come back and..."

"Salvatore, you are back!"

Hearing my mother's voice, I looked away from Penelope and focused on the well dressed woman who was coming down the stairs, my father by her side, Ethan trailing behind them.

It was the only time I was relieved to hear my mother's voice, because it meant I wouldn't need to deal with Penelope.

"Where is your wife? Isn't she supposed to come back with you? She married you just yesterday, doesn't she know that she has responsibilities as your wife?" My mother asked, all of the relief that I felt on seeing her face evaporating into thin air.

In the past,I might have felt a bit of something for her since she was my mother, however now, I could barely stand her presence.

This woman had ruined my life in the past, however, I was not going to give her that chance anyway.

Looking away from her, my eyes landed on Ethan who was smirking at me, that gaze on his face, I was used to it.

He wasn't here for anything good at all!

"You are back," I noted, a calm look on his face.

In the past, he might have been able to get under my skin .

However, I was not going to give him that opportunity this time.

Ethan nodded, directly walking over to Penelope's side and throwing his arms around her.

If he thought this was going to get a reaction out of me, he was dead wrong.

"Yes, Penelope said that she wanted to come back. There's no reason why we have to stay away from our families, so we came back earlier than we planned," Ethan smirked, a victorious smirk on his face like he had won something.

My gaze landed on my father who was looking anywhere else but me.

Something had definitely happened.

"You never had to leave in the first place," I reminded him.

He had only run away because he was scared .

"This is not the time for us to talk about this. Where is your wife, Salvatore? Why isn't she here? Don't think that Nora didn't tell me about what she said. That woman is .."

"Mother!" I snapped, raising my voice a bit so she knew I wasn't playing around.

She flinched as if I had hit her, but she wisely didn't say anything else, she just looked at my father for support.

"I would appreciate it if you didn't talk about my wife or my marriage with Nora," I warned.

I was sure that Nora had told my mother about Evelyn wanting a divorce.

However, no matter what Evelyn or anyone else said, I wasn't going to give her the divorce she wanted.

I would never let her go this time.

My father cleared his throat just then, drawing attention to himself.

"Salvatore's marriage with Evelyn Withtaker is important to the family, so nothing can go wrong just yet," he stated, his eyes lingering on me as if he really cared.

"However, since Ethan is back, we need to get to what's more important," he said, finally going straight to the point.

"Ethan will be working in the company from now on!" He announced.