The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Vanessa

I had no plans of meeting Patrick this morning but at his request to urgently meet up, I changed my mind about it. He also said he needed to talk to me in private, which meant I shouldn't have my bodyguards. Usually, I wouldn't listen to him but the tone of his voice when he said it made me wonder just how serious this was, so here I am, meeting him on the street that he mentioned with the intention to leave my bodyguards in their car.

I spot him standing by the sidewalk and he instantly rushes to the car, looking a little troubled and scruffy, which greatly worries me.

"Is everything alright?" I ask

"Hey, we really need to talk." His eyes widen a little. "Come with me."

"Where?"

"It's not too far from here. We need privacy as much as possible."

I shake my head as I question if I'm really about to do this, then step out of the car and follow him. He leads me to an alley, making me feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Why did you bring me here?" I ask.

"Just so we could talk. How are you doing?"

"Are you being serious right now?"

He chuckles.

"Wait, are you drunk?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"It doesn't matter. This was the only way I could do this. I knew that if I mentioned my apartment, you wouldn't want to go there after what happened last time." "And so you thought this was a better idea?"

"Yes," he says with confidence. "I just..."

He trails off when my phone suddenly rings from my bag and I already have an idea of who it could be.

I gesture to him with my hand to wait and he nods as I pick up to talk to my father.

Right after the call, Patrick says, "Is everything alright?"

"Everything's fine."

"You looked a little sad even though you smiled."

"Was it that obvious?"

"Yes, so what's going on?"

I sigh heavily, deciding to tell him about my father's health condition and as soon as I'm done, he takes a step forward and wraps his arms around me. "I'm so sorry about that," he says.

it's not even because of the slight smell of alcohol now that he's so close. It's the way he holds me tightly. "Can you stop?" I

back. "Sorry,

I narrow

When I saw you again at the orphanage, I thought that all I felt was regret but it wasn't. Now more than ever, I'm sure

are you talking

not..." He trails off, taking a step forward

and for a few seconds, my heart races with wide eyes as I process what's going on. Then, I come back to my senses, push him away and slap him

you? How dare you do that in such a

anyone saw that. Just in case you're starting to think it's the alcohol, it's not. I've wanted to do this for a while and it's only

a thing to me when I'm married and you know that I

He scoffs, triggering me.

with that reaction?"

"Nothing," he says.

to achieve by doing

wanted you

"And then what?"

He scoffs again.

you keep doing

you really feel

a few seconds, trying to search in my heart. "I feel absolutely nothing

have changed." He gives

still can't get over the fact that you thought you had a chance with

"I was absolutely certain."

why's that the case?"

"It doesn't matter."

worried that I decided to follow you."

I stop in my

sorry about

and slap him again, so I face ahead and storm out so I can leave and

ride, I can only think about what gave him the audacity

was a

I was in love with him and now, there's none of that spark left. It's only when Dominic kisses me that I feel that way and the thought of

Dominic

car right where we left mine and I immediately step out, slamming

with you?" he asks, stepping out from the

lean against

you sure about

look

to help clear your head, but by the looks of things,