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-"

answer my question," she

meet her gaze,

to take over the company and then you would have no use for me." Her voice trembles a little. "You planned to divorce me so you could marry her." With a regretful sigh as

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 had no choice but to accept this. Now I wonder how many times you looked at me, counting down

looks away again with a chuckle that sounds

That's okay," she says. "I still know

know she's lying to me. She's clearly hurt by this

to explain myself, she says, "Anyway, Mike should be expecting us soon. We should get ready and

"Vanessa-"

than you do." She walks away in a hurry to the elevator,

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

clench my jaw in frustration, hating that she found

it a few minutes before I head

the bodyguards had done their job, Carmella wouldn't have gotten the chance to get close to Vanessa but on the other

the floor, thinking about the expression in Vanessa's eyes and the tone

breaths, I pick up my necktie, then try

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

can't seem to just walk out and get to Vanessa's bedroom door. Right now, it feels like

what I could say when I get to her door, but nothing

guilt, so I finally get to her door and knock on it, with

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

waiting," she says, her

She's mad at me and doesn't even have to say it. I make myself believe that with time, things will

to the door and that makes me fix my posture as I step away from the

dress with a thigh slit, some smoky eyeshadow and a glossy nude lipstick. She doesn't even look at me as she closes the door,

tension between us and to break the ice,

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