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

her gaze, I

for me." Her voice trembles a little. "You planned to divorce me so you could marry her." With a regretful sigh as I feel my body temperature

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

looks away again with a chuckle that sounds so

says.

me. She's clearly hurt by this and

explain myself, she says, "Anyway, Mike should be expecting us soon.

"Vanessa-"

should've started getting ready by now because I take longer than you do." She walks away in a

covers her mouth and lowers her head, like she's

frustration, hating that

times, giving it a few minutes before

I get ready, I can't stop thinking about what happened. If only the bodyguards had done their job, Carmella wouldn't have gotten the chance to get close to Vanessa but on the other hand, she was in

as 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 I was in the living room

deep breaths, I pick up my necktie, then

on my face. I have the urge to call Carmella and ask her why

get to Vanessa's bedroom door. Right now, it feels like one of the most difficult things I've ever done. It

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

speak to her with all this guilt, so I finally get

you always take. I don't want to be

she says, her tone

with time, things will get better, so I wait righ in the same spot, thinking of all the ways I can explain myself to her. It might not be right now but I feel

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

dress with a thigh slit, some smoky eyeshadow

can already feel the tension between us and to break the ice, I smirk and say.

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