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But as they went to leave Matteo’s phone rang

“I’ll switch it off,” he said quickly as he pulled it frolanced at the screen

He didn’t hesitate to answer “Brianna?”

Phoebe felt her heart squeeze in her chest She walked straight over and put her hands on his other arm “What is it?”

He changed fro rapidly in Italian She could see hi out more frantically and more sternly

She hated the fact she couldn’t understand almost assaid at the other side “Is she okay?”

Matteo blanched His tone of voice changed She heard his brother’s name Vittore At that point, he launched into a tirade, before walking over to the house phone and starting to dial another number

“What can I do? What can I do to help you?”

But Matteo didn’t see up on therapid instructions—still in Italian—into the house phone

When he finally hung up he looked as if he’d aged ten years in a few minutes “What is it?” she persisted

“Brianna She went into hospital yesterday and didn’t let Vittore tell s are bad They have to deliver the baby in the next few hours I have to go home”

Phoebe blinked then nodded “Absolutely Of course you do I’ll pack”

“No”

His voice was sharp It was alone into automatic pilot “You stay here You finish the house Make it ready for the viewing next week that will coht now”

“But your family?” Phoebe took a deep breath “Maybe you should speak to Vittore before you take off Let him know you’re worried Tell him why He’ll be with Brianna for the next few hours”