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.”

goes 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

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

myself. I

aren’t real.

a few seconds. He doesn’t seem to take a step back and I wonder why.

take it anymore, so I step to the side

quickly push the button while trying not to look at him. But I just can’t help it. The moment our eyes meet, he

sigh with relief, placing my

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

i can’t seem

Thu, in Jul

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hint of

morning, Mrs. Richards. I’m sorry if you’re

“Not at all.”

is Liz. We met last evening and had some drinks together along

enthusiastic, but I feel

you’ve remembered me I can

you?” I

just wanted to make sure you didn’t change your mind about coming to

would I change my

you to attend and I feared you might

all I’ll

and

as my call with Liz comes to an end, I save her number, and then the other ones

their names.

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