Bab 88: What He Wants

Tony rubbed her back seeing her stressed. 

"Meet him?" Marcella looked up. 

Tony nodded. She tried to figure out what he was thinking but she couldn't. It's not like she was good at figuring him out anyway. 

"I don't know… Should I?" She asked. 

Her face twisted with disgust at the thought of spending time with that obnoxious guy. But she figured that he wanted her there for a reason. 

"I cannot tell you what to do," Tony answered.

Marcella was annoyed with his answer. "I am your wife. I have no dealings with him," she said. "He might have wanted to have dinner with me to humiliate you; to flaunt with his peers that it was easy for him to have dinner with Tony's wife or with the damned mobster DeAngelo's daughter, who knows? Do you still get along with him? Why did he avoid mentioning you?"

Tony pulled her into a hug and laughed. "You think I'm that fragile to allow myself to be humiliated just because of THIS?"