The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Chapter 124

Dominic

Not even when I was with Carmella did I ever have to deal with someone telling me how to organize stuff in my own bedroom. That was because I felt no one had the right to tell me what to do, until now. The last thing I want is for Vanessa to be uncomfortable in my bedroom and if it means having to make adjustments for her, I'm willing to give it a try just so I can have her close to me.

This new experience, along with all the advice from my father-in-law is something I won't take lightly.

Just as I get ready to leave, Vanessa grunts and touches the side of her stomach and it sends me in a state of panic as I rush to her.

"What's wrong?" I ask, looking at her hunched over.

She straightens up with a sigh of relief and says, "I'm fine."

"That didn't look like it was the case."

"It was nothing. It's gone now," she assures me.

"Is everything okay with the baby?"

"Everything's fine."

Despite her reassurance, I shake my head and say, "Maybe I shouldn't go to work."

"Hey, I'll be fine."

"No. I don't think so."

"Hey," she chuckles. "I'm fine. Don't worry. I'll always tell you if something is really wrong."

I sigh with relief. "Promise me."

"I promise."

anything, call me as

"Of course."

I've seen her smile ever since the news about her father. Does

on my way, I scroll through my phone, looking at the apartment that once belonged to Carmella. I've already taken

do with one of our personal joint projects and

me. I try to ignore

he says. "During the meeting, you were glancing at your phone under the table so much that I thought you weren't interested

"Was that obvious?"

"Yup!"

checking up on

do that, but

me a little scare. I was just making sure she's

really don't want anything getting in the

"No. I don't."

nothing happens. That way, I can still be an uncle

"Piss off."

Frank and I spend together at work, we always still have something to talk about

with him, I come to my bedroom and the first thing I see is how neat the bed is as Vanessa's clothes aren't there anymore. Even the dressing mirror is filled with her cosmetics and fragrances,

to be in its place, except I can't see

Frank says from

"What happened?"

but a towel, her wet hair clinging to her skin. The sight of her

"I'll call you back."

"Wait-"

to my side just so I can feast my eyes on her. There's nothing more I want than to watch her

need for that. It's not like

it so casually

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