The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Chapter 21

Vanessa

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“My husband’s home?” I shift slightly, still surprised that Dominic’s here..

“Yes, Ma’am. He’s currently in the gym.”

“How long has it been since he arrived?”

“He’s been here since last night.”

“I see. That’ll be all for now.”

As soon as I’m alone, I can’t help but wonder how it’s possible that Dominic came back home. I didn’t even hear him come in. His bedroom isn’t too far from mine. Maybe I was fast asleep by then.

Wasn’t he with Carmella the whole night after leaving the hospital? I have so many questions which I’ll never get answers to. It’s absolutely strange to me that he’s been here since last night.

Trying to block out the endless possibilities as to why he came back home, I focus on my food but just then, the doorknob twists and it

just then

catches my attention. I glare as I wait to see who has the audacity to come in without my permission.

muscle When the door opens and I see Dominic, I forget to blink for a few seconds. With a white towel on his broad shoulder, he’s in a gray m shirt that shows off his perfectly toned and veiny arms. His entire face is drenched in sweat, just like his neck. Certain areas of his gray shirt in the front aren’t any different.

He’s also breathing hard as he stares at me and I end d up pulling on the sheet to compose myself.

As he closes the door behind him, I snap out of it and narrow my eyes at him.

“Ever heard of knocking?” I cross arms in disapproval.

He leans against the wall, just near my bed and wipes off the sweat on his face. “I spoke to the butler a few seconds ago. I knew I’d find you in this state so it’s no big deal.”

I barely make e eye contact with him, my eyes on the sweat dripping down the sides of his face as I say,”

“Then what will you do about it?” He pulls up his black sweatpants more.

I can’t help but scoff. There’s nothing I can do right now and he knows it.

Changing the topic, I say, “I was told you came back last night.”

“And?” He’s now wiping off the sweat around his neck but more just streams down.

“I thought you’d still be with Carmella or something”

“That’s none of your business.”

“I know. Anyway, I hope nothing awful happened to the little boy at the hospital.”

“Why would you think something happened to Jimmy?”

“There’s something different about you. I know you enough to tell.”

“It’s a big deal to me.”

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“My husband’s home?” I shift slightly, still surprised that Dominic’s here.

“Yes, Ma’am. He’s currently in the gym.”

“How long has it been since he arrived?”

“He’s been here since last night.”

“I see. That’ll be all for now.”

As soon as I’m alone, I can’t help but wonder how it’s possible that Dominic came back home. I didn’t even hear him come in. His bedroom

isn’t too far from mine. Maybe I was fast asleep by then.

Wasn’t he with Carmella the whole night after leaving the hospital? I have so many questions which I’ll never get answers to. It’s absolutely strange to me that he’s been here since last night.

Trying to block out the endless possibilities as to why he came back home, I focus on my food but just then, the doorknob twists and it catches my attention. I glare as I wait to see who has the audacity to come in without my permission.

broad shoulder, he’s in a gray muscle shirt that shows off his perfectly toned and veiny arms. His entire face is drenched in sweat, just like his neck. Certain areas of his gray shirt in the

and I end

behind him, I snap out of it and narrow my eyes at him.

heard of knock/necross my arms in disapproval

leans against the wall, just near my bed and wipes off the sweat on his face. “I spoke to the butler a few seconds ago. I knew I’d find you in this state so it’s

barely make

dripping down the sides of his face as I say,

it?” He

can’t help but scoff. There’s nothing I

he knows it.

the topic, I say, “I was told you came back

streams down.

off the sweat around

thought you’d still be with Carmella

none of your business.

I hope nothing awful happened to

think something happened to Jimmy?”

about you. I know you

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to

you please tell me what exactly happened to him?”

pay attention to everything but at the same time, I keep wondering what’s going on with him. Something’s

can’t help but ask as soon as he tells me

I raise

she hasn’t

relieved. That’s also good news, so what could be wrong with him?

when he says, “Are you done with your

“No, why?”

record, my father–in–law asked me to do this. It’s not like I’m actually concerned about you or

he sounds irritated, it warms my heart that he’s

my father asks of him.

he has to pretend that he cares

me while I’m still on the bed, looking at his sweaty face and neck

waiting.” He’s Impatient.

you know, I’ve really made progress.”

that when I see it, so

to the time when I first got out of bed in the morning, I step on my good foot first, then place the other

instantly wraps his arms around me and when I look up at

that what you call progress?” he shakes his head at me, looking right into my eyes with an

better earlier.” I stutter.

I’m actually going to believe

happened this

this my

and for the first time, I don’t even sense any mockery, not in his tone or even his

because his shirt is of a very thin fabric, I end

have it in me to look up at him right now. He probably thinks I’m doing this on purpose, or maybe not. I’m sure if he did, he wouldn’t miss the opportunity

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I keep my gaze to the

you sure you’ve made progress?” His voice vibrates against my ear and the warmth of his breath hits the crook of my

I’ve definitely made progress.”

calling D

“I’m still Miller.”

you tell my father?”

saw

“He’ll just worry and won’t

that I’m better

Now sit

for just a second then places me back on the bed, my hands barely wrapping

soon as I’m

the bed, I hiss softly and he rolls

definitely worse today,” he

not true. I’ll

minutes have left my body temperature rising. What’s the meaning of

look at him and pull my tray

have a show to watch.” I hope he gets what I’m hinting at.

planning on

“Great.”

the back of his shirt consisting of a larger sweat stain. The whole time he walks

I should say something before

“Wait.”

He looks over his

“Thanks”

do this for you.”

doesn’t matter. Thanks for checking on me,

ahead as he rolls the towel back and forth around his neck. “The doctor will