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.

I say, "But why did you even

part of what he did." She twists her face

it from her own mouth makes me feel much better and I'm once again

to show her that I'm still upset, I maintain my poker face as I say, "Why didn't

the need for it." She

you mean by that? You and I have

was nothing

still deserved to know as soon

that happened between you and Carmella." "That's different and

lower half. "There

so sure

to him when I told him

mean it?" My voice is

soft. "I meant every

then back up to my face. It's only now that I realize I'm standing too close

and not even dare make assumptions of

yet solved the problem,"

are you

article and I'm certain it

again with a sigh. Since she doesn't need to know that the only reason I was upset was because of her kiss

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

suddenly rises to her

flying out to

shakes her head in disbelief. "That's what she

need to find out her conditions so she

if her conditions are a

as I look down at her and she actually seems worried. But why would she

as it's something I can give her, I will," I say

"Are you that desperate to

it makes me glare at her as I

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

and tone. It's unexpecte but I sense it. Seeing her in this state only arouses a certain

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

I thought it was that was about to happen just

stop thinking about it but suddenly, something else crosses my mind and I stop

did it go with your dad? How's

that I'm asking her about him and

and I

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