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

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 I feel my body

were your plans before. When I was getting into this marriage, it was supposed to be for the rest of

away again with a chuckle that sounds

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

She's clearly hurt by this and it's to be

myself, she says, "Anyway, Mike should be

"Vanessa-"

ready by now because I take longer than you do." She walks away in

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

jaw in frustration, hating

times, giving it a few minutes before I head to the

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

on the floor, thinking about the expression in

breaths, I pick

only takes me a few seconds this time 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 I don't want to give

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

I could say when I get to her door, but nothing comes out right and I ruffle my perfectly styled hair, making me

like I'm ready to speak to her with all this guilt, so I finally get to her door and knock on it, with a small delay between

I know how long you always

she says, her

the wall on the other side. She's mad at me and doesn't even have to say it. I make myself believe that with time, things will get better, so I wait righ in the

her coming closer to the door and that makes me fix my posture as I

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

between us and to break the ice, I

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