The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Dominic

What I saw between Vanessa and Patrick has bothered me so much that I can't take it anymore and here I am, opening my mouth to her without thinking. Now that I've made it known that I have something to say, her look of curiosity makes me realize I didn't think things through as I barged out of the bathroom with this towel on me.

It doesn't take long for me to figure out what to say and I know it's wrong of me, but it's the only way that I can talk about this.

"I punched Patrick in the face for kissing you," I say to her for a start.

"You did what?"

She raises her eyebrows in shock and I can't tell if it's because I punched Patrick or the fact that I know.

I shamelessly nod to myself, having no regrets about what I'm about to say

"Yeah, I punched him. What actually happened was that he wasn't too careful while we played and he ended up getting hit a few times. He even assumed that I was being too rough with him and thought it was because of what happened between you two. He brought it up as a confession but there was no need because I saw the two of you earlier."

Her jaw drops as she looks away. "You...you saw us? Why didn't you say anything when we spoke earlier?"

"And then what? It's none of my business. I already made the assumption that you two are a couple."

She sighs. "There's absolutely nothing going on."

"You're right about that. Patrick also made it seem like there was nothing going on. I only punched him because that was the reaction anyone would expect for me, but..."

"But what?"

"He actually seemed surprised that I reacted that way. It was strange."

"He was strange with me too after that kiss."

As soon as she mentions it, I clench my jaw and can hear my heart race a little. Why is it still bothering me even after talking about it?

"How did you even see us?" she asks.

"I went for a drive with Frank and caught a glimpse. What were you thinking by being in that alley with him? Where were your bodyguards? What if someone caught that on camera or something?" "I didn't know that it would lead to what happened, okay?"

"I can only hope that no one else saw that." I exhale sharply as I look away, wishing I didn't see it myself.

"If you only saw Patrick's lips on mine, then I guess you didn't see the part where I slapped him."

"You did?" I ask, instantly looking back at her in surprise by this new information.

"Yeah, I did, right after he kissed me."

Just learning about this makes the load in my chest lighter and I press my lips together for a few seconds, wondering why it feels like I want to smile.

say, "But why did you

of what he did." She twists

and I'm once again filled with a pride that I can't

upset, I maintain my poker face as

didn't see the need

mean by that? You

was nothing

to know as

like you told me everything that happened between you and Carmella." "That's different and you know it." I get closer, towering over her.

covering my lower half. "There won't be a

so sure

my feelings clear to him when I told him I

you mean it?"

me, her expression soft. "I meant every word. I really feel nothing for

face. It's only now that I realize I'm standing too close and making it harder for her not to

see her press them together. I tell myself to look away and not even dare make assumptions of what it could mean, but it's too late. It's been over a month since I fucked and lately, it's only

seem upset anymore when you haven't yet solved the problem," she says, snapping me out of

are you talking

second article and I'm certain it upset you. That's why

my fist once again with a sigh. Since she doesn't need to know that the only reason I was upset was because of her kiss with Patrick, I decide to keep the

would give out more details so fast," I say to her. "Now

rises to her feet.

flying out to

in disbelief.

now, I just need to find out her conditions so

if her conditions

at her and she actually seems

it's something I can give her, I

desperate to prevent the

mocking me, and it makes me glare at her

answer to that." My voice is low but authoritative. "Don't you dare ask

under my gaze and tone. It's unexpecte but I sense it. Seeing her in this state

she steps to the side to get away and clears her throat. "You should

my eyes, wondering what I thought it was that was about to happen just

I head into the bathroom, I can't stop thinking about it but suddenly, something else crosses my

go with

the floor, ashamed that it's only now that I'm asking her about him and

I slowly

she begins to tell me all about her day with him. I still can't get over how I constantly check up on her but this