The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Chapter 106

Dominic

Vanessa just keeps staring at me and parts her lips to speak, but it seems she can't find her words.

"Hey, tell me what happened." My voice is urgent.

Shutting her eyes, she says, "I was in the ladies' room and Carmella passed by the bodyguards only because she was in disguise and I was the only one who could identify her."

Disappointed in the bodyguards, I say, "Then what's the point of having bodyguards if-"

"I'm not finished," she cuts me off, her tone a little harsh. "There was a moment where I thought she was going to attack me with an object or whatever because she lowered her hand and in the pocket of her coat, but she chose not to do so. She said it was because she had something else that would hurt even more."

"And what was that?" I cross my arms.

Opening her eyes, she says, "She had something to say."

I shake my head dismissively and raise my eyebrows. "What could she possibly have said that would hurt you?"

As I get closer to her, she takes a few steps back. She clearly doesn't want me near her.

With a painful smile, she says, "She told me that even before we got married, you planned to divorce me in a few months."

My heart instantly starts racing as I uncross my arms, my eyes going round a little in panic. Shit!

"Is it true?" she asks.

"Whatever Carmella-"

my question," she cuts

meet her

for me." Her voice trembles a little. "You planned to divorce me so you could marry her." With a regretful

what your plans are now. But it was shocking to find out that those were your plans before. When I was getting into this marriage, it was supposed to be for the rest of our lives even when you told me on our first meeting that you

looks away again with a chuckle that

says. "I

She's clearly hurt by

she says, "Anyway, Mike should be expecting

"Vanessa-"

because I take longer than you do." She walks away in a hurry to the elevator, her

attempt to call her name again but stop myself when she covers her mouth and lowers her head, like she's trying to

clench my jaw in frustration, hating

times, giving it a few minutes

their job,

I can't seem to just focus on it. Irritated, I take it off and slam it on the floor, thinking about the expression in Vanessa's eyes and the tone of her voice when

breaths, I pick up

but not even finally doing it right can get rid of the scowl on my face. I have the urge to call Carmella and ask her why she did it, but that would just be what she wants - to have my attention and

Vanessa's bedroom door. Right now, it feels like one of the most difficult things I've ever done. It must be because I'm filled with

I try out a few lines of what I could say when I get to her door, but

to speak to her with all this guilt, so I

hope you're almost ready. I know how long you always take. I don't

waiting," she says, her tone

me and doesn't even have to say it. I make myself believe that with time, things will get better, so I wait righ

hear her coming closer to the door and that makes

thigh slit, some smoky eyeshadow and a glossy nude lipstick. She doesn't even look at

the ice, I smirk and say. "Glossy

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