The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Chapter 50

Vanessa

Flustered at the sight of him, I raise my eyebrows a little.

Unlike me, he just has a blank stare as he steps out of the elevator.

“I see you’re finally awake,” he says. “I thought you’d never get out of bed.” I sense mockery in his tone.

“Why would I be in bed all day?” I cross my arms, trying to act like I know absolutely nothing about last night. But I still feel a little awkward.

“Considering the kind of evening you had last night and how drunk you were, it’s possible.”

“I don’t remember much.” I try to sound believable.

“That makes two of us.” He shoves his hands in his pockets.

“Really?”

He nods. “I can’t seem to remember a lot of what happened.”

That’s all he needs to say for me to feel less awkward around him. The fact that he doesn’t remember makes everything much easier for me, so I finally let it go.

Suddenly, he towers over me and I find myself against the wall, looking up into his eyes with an expression I can’t quite read.

“Don’t ever drink like that again,” he warns me. “From what I can remember, you were a fucking mess.

“I know.” I smirk, still trying to read the expression in his eyes. “I was told I threw up several times.”

“You did. Next time, you better listen to me.”

on to talk about the other reasons why I should listen to him, I constantly glance at his lips. It’s hard not to do it as I get these flashing

catch him glancing at my lips. It even makes my heart skip a beat.

myself. I must be seeing things

aren’t real.

an awkward silence filling the air around us for a few seconds. He doesn’t seem to take a step back and I wonder

him so close makes my heart race faster until I can’t take it anymore, so I step to

him. But I just can’t help it. The moment our eyes meet, he shakes his head at me with an

placing my hand on my chest

airplane mode, which I don’t remember turning on, and I’m instantly flooded with message

even receive a call from a number i can’t seem to recognize, but

Thu, in

Chapter 50

with a hint of curiosity, stepping out of the elevator.

I’m sorry if you’re in the middle of

“Not at all.”

is Liz. We met last evening and had some drinks

hey, Liz.” I try to sound enthusiastic, but I feel awful that I didn’t

glad you’ve remembered me I can hear the relief

could I forget you?” I

didn’t change your mind about coming

not. Why would I change my

want you to attend and I

at all I’ll

you so much and enjoy your day!”

an end, I save her number, and then the other ones that I got from last night. They each sent me a

with their names.

plenty of them