Chapter Eighty Eight
Matt's first thought was to go after Savannah, but he was furious, and this had to be ended now. Like hell he’d ever allow anyone to make Savannah feel the way she’d obviously felt tonight. He bolted to his feet, palms smacking the table as he lunged toward his brother.
“What the hell was that?” he shouted.
He included his mother in his furious gaze, not backing down when she recoiled from his anger.
Enzo looked taken aback, his face pale. He looked sick, but at this point Matt didn’t care. He’d had enough. This was a huge mistake and he wasn’t going to let it go this time. He never should have let it go. Never should have played down the obvious discord between Savannah and his family.
Their mother leaned forward, her expression tight. “Don’t be angry with him, Matt. I invited him. If you insist on a relationship with this woman we’re going to have to sit down together at some point. Or do you plan never to see your family? Hasn’t she caused us enough pain?” she said.