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,"

meet her gaze,

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

the rest of

a chuckle that

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

She's clearly hurt by this

Mike should be expecting us soon. We should get

"Vanessa-"

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

again but stop myself when she covers her

jaw in frustration, hating that

pace a few times, giving it a few minutes before

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

floor, thinking about the expression in Vanessa's eyes and the tone of her voice when I was in the living room with

I

I have the urge to call Carmella and ask her why she did it,

Right now, it feels like one of the

when I get to her door, but nothing comes out right and I ruffle my perfectly

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

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

she says,

and leaning against 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

and

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

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

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