The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Chapter 81

Tutalos Patrick a moment to respond and when he does, he chet for the empty soda can on his side of the table.

“My ex wife’s name is Angela ”

“That’s actually such a nice name, I say to him.

“reah,” he says, squeezing the can of soda as he stares down at the

void twists his face in anger.

“Hey, me you okay?” Hean forward, my voice faced with concern.

hake my

head, not convinced “That d

“That doesn’t seem like it’s the case.”

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“Why do you say that?” He looks up at me with the same angry intensity in has eyes

“Look at what you’re dom” I point at the crushed soda can in his hand and when he looks down at it, he chuckles. “Oh, I didn’t realize it. I was just thinking about Angela. She put me through so much. She still is. It’ll all be worth it after everything falls into place. Enough about me. Let’s talk about you.”

With the locus now on me, and because I want to help distract him, I end up talking about my plans to establish my own businesses.

“Wow, your husband must be so proud,” he says.

“He is. He’s actually going to be helping me with it”

Just talking about Dominic makes me anticipate his return, which has to be today. I still can’t believe he asked, but I’m glad because I’ll be

waiting for him

“Is there something interesting on your mind?” Patrick asks, breaking my concentration.

“Not really” clear my throat.

“That’s hard to believe, you’re obviously thinking about your husband again.” He gives me a half smile

“I guess I’m being too obvious now.” I sigh, deciding to embrace it. “Well, what can I say? I’m just so happy“.

glad you are.” His half

know what’s wrong with him, but something feels off about him. His demeanor wasn’t like this when I met him by the sidewalk or when we sat down at this

to be a little fun and also extremely dangerous. I thought he was just taking me for a ride in one of the cars

holding onto the sides of my seat, scared that I’ll be ejected from

matter how much I scream in fear, he only seems to enjoy

Chapter

Aber he

he finally pults

back in my

riping the sweat

hom my forehead while trying to catch my

to feel my racing

He

didn’t you

me about

going to let anything happen to you and see… you survived! I’m the best

chuckle with this belie” “Are you sure

a request, please don’t

scared?”

me not to do anything

“He did?”

should’ve

other Lide of the phone. He was possessive as fuck, like he would actually reach out and grab me.”

it just warms

Before I forget

spent time

opening his camera.

Sophie She’ll be so jealous

toward me, cicking a few

I

so

“oh,

“You’re night”

looks up a

a sigh

you heading home in

“Are you serious.