The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Dominic

I furrow my eyebrows, shocked by what Carmella has just said to me.

"What do you mean you're leaving town for good?" I ask, leaning against the wall.

"That doesn't matter. Just meet me as soon as possible!"

"Why do you keep whispering?"

"That also doesn't matter. Just come here as soon as you can!"

"If you have something urgent to say, then just say it here. I'm not coming over there."

"Don't you want to know how Shane found out about us?"

"What? I thought you didn't know that."

Suddenly, the call ends and I look down at the screen with a heavy breath. I instantly call back but no matter how many times it rings, she doesn't pick up.

Frustrated, I step away from the wall and pace in the corridor, wondering what I should do as I look at the office I'm supposed to go to.

Though it's possible that she knew all along and just didn't want to say anything before, or she found out about it now, it's also possible that she's just doing this to get my attention since I didn't get in touch with her after what she told Vanessa.

While I'm conflicted, I'm still trying to find ways to get Shane off my back, so I decide to go to Carmella's apartment.

I head outside to find Vanessa and she's sitting right on the grass with a few kids.

As soon as she looks at me while I approach her, her enthusiasm fades.

I gesture with my head for her to come over while faking a smile for the kids, who genuinely smile back at me.

She excuses herself, her voice extremely gentle and I can't help but compare it once again to how it was when she was harsh with me. Though it's no longer the case, I can't seem to just forget about it.

The children call out to me, trying to get my attention and I just wave at them, then look over at Vanessa as she comes closer while cleaning herself.

"What's wrong?" she asks.

I chuckle softly, amazed by how she knows that something's up before I even say it.

claims to have information about Shane

you believe her?" She narrows

I am to get rid of Shane. Maybe

what about the

cover for me when it comes to them. I won't even

see Carmella after we leave this place? There

problem. I can't wait. She says

She raises her eyebrows.

only nod, turning to face the other direction

apartment, I ring the doorbell, clenching my fist as I have so much to say to

door, something catches my attention at the corner of my eye. It's the subtle movement of the white curtain on the window in the living room. I look over and realize it's her. It almost looks like she's trying to find out who's at the door. She's never done this before and I find it

she actually looks like a mess with unkempt hair and large circles under her eyes as she frantically

you doing?"

side

sure it's nothing? You looked like

ridiculous." She rolls

was just that now? Since when do you first check through the curtain? Were you expecting

her messy hair

this way, so this better be good. I already can't stand the sight of you, but what you did to Vanessa was

long enough

to fall for your little game? You expected me to call you, but I didn't. What were you trying to achieve by telling her about the

to keep her in the dark about everything? I was just doing her a favor so she doesn't

get her hopes up? She's known from the beginning what this marriage means for

loves fucking you. Who wouldn't? I just needed to put that bitch in her place. I didn't want her to think she won. And that's some pathetic security

keep my emotions in check. "I should have had you arrested you by now for wanting to attack Vanessa, at least that's what it looked like according to what she said." "Well, yeah, but

my lips at how nonchalant

me." She gives a sinister smile. "What did the bitch say to you when she came home? I know it hurt like hell when I told her about the divorce and that's exactly what I wanted to see." Holding my head high, I

Her smile fades. "What?"

"You heard me correctly."

"But...but how?"

scoff. "That's between Vanessa

frantically shakes her head. "You're still divorcing her

to waste time here, so

flinches at the sound of the gate in the next yard,