Page 40 of Banished and Pregnant by Her Sicilian Billionaire Husband

“Rica wasn’t lying,” he murmurs.

I’m torn. I’m really not convinced my cheeks are pink, but I also don’t want to call my baby girl a liar because she’s not.

“Tell me when you’ve made up your mind,” my husband drawls in amusement.

Argh!

This pregnancy is just...

I swear it’s made my brain function so much more slowly than usual. I feel like the old me would’ve been able to come up with something smart and funny to throw back at him ages ago, but here I am, still mentally stuck, and...huh?

“What are you looking for?”

“Where’s Rica?”

“Oh, she’s gone to Mama—”

“Good.”

He closes the door, and it’s only when I see him lock it that my admittedly slow brain finally gets it.

“We still have...” Marcello checks his watch. “Ten minutes before we meet her—”

“H-Her?” Who’s her? I swear I’ve never been the jealous type either, but oh, just the very thought of Marcello being interested in meeting another woman—

Why is my husband smirking at me like that?

“You didn’t know?”

“If you’re saying you have another woman, I swear—”

“Camillo is bringing his wife over for lunch.”

“WHAT?”

“Camillo’s married? How? Since when?”

“You can ask him later.”

“I can’t believe someone like Camillo is married, just like that. Whoever his wife is must be very special. Everyone has a crush on your eldest brother—”

“Is that so?”

His cool tone startles me into looking up, and that’s when I realize...

Oh.

It’s his turn to be unreasonably jealous, only this makes me shake my head because at least I have pregnancy hormones as an excuse, but what about—

“Did you have a crush on Camillo when you first saw him?”

“Well, I did think I was very hand—”

Uh oh.

“I was just jok—”

This is the part where I’d have just run away, but thanks to my pregnant tummy—