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.”

listen to him, I constantly glance at his lips. It’s hard not to do it as

that clear?” he asks, and I catch him glancing at my lips. It even makes my

shrug, trying to compose myself.

aren’t real.

floor, an awkward silence filling the air around us for a few seconds. He doesn’t seem to take a step

so I step to the side without saying a

trying not to look at him. But I just can’t help it. The moment our eyes meet, he shakes his head at me with an expression that I still can’t read. What’s

closes and I sigh with relief, placing my hand

turn off airplane mode, which I don’t

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

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 together along with

Liz.” I try to sound enthusiastic, but I feel awful that I

you’ve remembered me I can hear the relief in her

could I forget you?” I

just wanted to make sure you didn’t change your mind about coming to my event.”

Why would I change my mind?”

know I just really want you to attend and I feared you might

at all I’ll

you so much and enjoy

I save her number, and then the other ones that I got from last night.

their names.

check my other messages and I have plenty of them from my father, Jake, Sophie, my mother–in–law and my best