The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Chapter 53

Vanessa

It’s very unusual for my dad to call me first thing in the morning, but today seems to be an exception. I don’t know what got Into him.

“How’s your husband this morning?” he says, straining his voice little.

“He’s alright. He’s already left for work.”

“I’m glad.”

He strains his voice again and the more we talk, the more I feel like something’s off with him.

“Dad? Is something wrong?”

“Not at all w

“Not at all. Why would you think something’s wrong?”

“You sound a little different.”

“I guess I’m just stressed from all the work. With all the new investors coming in, I’ve already started making massive profits in a short period of time, but that means I also have to be more involved.”

“I see. That puts me at ease. Tll talk to you later.”

“I’ll talk to you later, my child.”

After I put down my phone, I step into the shower and let the water soak my scalp. I take my time with it, thinking about how I haven’t seen Dominic since yesterday in the morning when he left for work.

He must’ve come back much later in the night because I didn’t even hear him come in. And this morning, I only heard. footsteps in the hallway.

After I’m done with my shower, I step onto the mat with a towel wrapped around my body.

As soon as I open the bathroom door, the image of Dominic looking at my bare chest flashes in my mind. Is this what awaits me now? Will I always see him standing there and watching me?

I wish I could change bedrooms, but that might make it obvious to him that something is up with me. I still don’t want him to know that I remember certain things.

All dressed up, I head down stairs so I can have my breakfast. I’ve never sat at the dining table early in the morning to have a meal.

The best part about this is that he’s already gone for work, so I don’t have to run into him.

to the dining table,

little.

the butlers says to me.

say to him. “I

about it seems to make them all

the dining room, I look down at my dress,

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sitting at the table, having

to turn around and leave, but again, that will just make it obvious that I’m

high, I relax my shoulders and approach the

I’ve never cone that before, but the room

comes in and pulls out a

look up at me as he eats. I guess I’ll keep my

on the other end so I’m not too close to him. He doesn’t

eyes on me. Is he thinking about what happened? Does he really not remember or am I right to think that he

it for a few seconds, but I still feel his

on my face?” I ask, looking up from my plate

talking to me?” he asks arrogantly from the other side of

here. Of

“But why would you ask

just felt like you

over yourself. Why would I

how he looked at my bare chest, but I soon block

“I guess my eyes were deceiving me.”

or something,”

of utensils until he finally gets up to leave. He heads out,

on going to the

now. Why do

out of town for

relief knowing that he won’t be around.

visiting Little Warriors Hospital with the toys?” he asks, bringing my focus

on the same