The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Chapter 107

Dominic

Vanessa just keeps staring at me and parts her lips to speak, but it seems she can't find her words.

"Hey, tell me what happened." My voice is urgent.

Shutting her eyes, she says, "I was in the ladies' room and Carmella passed by the bodyguards only because she was in disguise and I was the only one who could identify her."

Disappointed in the bodyguards, I say, "Then what's the point of having bodyguards if-"

"I'm not finished," she cuts me off, her tone a little harsh. "There was a moment where I thought she was going to attack me with an object or whatever because she lowered her hand and in the pocket of her coat, but she chose not to do so. She said it was because she had something else that would hurt even more."

"And what was that?" I cross my arms.

Opening her eyes, she says, "She had something to say."

I shake my head dismissively and raise my eyebrows. "What could she possibly have said that would hurt you?"

As I get closer to her, she takes a few steps back. She clearly doesn't want me near her.

With a painful smile, she says, "She told me that even before we got married, you planned to divorce me in a few months."

My heart instantly starts racing as I uncross my arms, my eyes going round a little in panic. Shit!

"Is it true?" she asks.

"Whatever Carmella-"

"Just answer my question," she cuts me off.

her gaze, I say,

company and then you would have no use for me." Her voice trembles a little. "You planned to divorce me so you could

I can't say for sure what your plans are now. But it was shocking to find out that those were your plans before. When I was getting into this marriage, it was supposed to be for the rest of our lives even when you told me on our first meeting that you had no choice but to accept this. Now I wonder how many times you looked at me, counting down to the moment when you would serve me those divorce

with a chuckle that sounds so

That's okay," she says. "I still know what

She's clearly

myself, she says, "Anyway, Mike should be expecting us soon.

"Vanessa-"

longer than you do." She walks away in a hurry to the elevator,

stop myself when she covers her mouth and lowers her head, like she's trying to hold

my jaw in frustration, hating that she found

even pace a few times, giving it a

done their job, Carmella wouldn't

off and slam it on the floor, thinking about the

a few deep breaths, I pick up my necktie, then try

me a few seconds this time but not even finally doing it right can get rid of the scowl on my face. I have the urge to call Carmella and ask her why she did it, but that would just be what she wants - to have my attention

to leave, I can't seem to just walk out and get to Vanessa's bedroom door. Right now, it feels like one of the most difficult things I've ever done.

say when I get to her door, but nothing comes out right and I ruffle my perfectly styled hair, making me style it

45 minutes for me to feel like I'm ready to speak to her with all this guilt, so

I hope you're almost ready. I know how long you always take. I don't want

says,

the other side. She's mad at me and doesn't even have to say it. I make myself believe that with time, things will get better, so

hear her coming closer to the door and that makes me fix my posture as I step away from

as usual, she looks sexy. She's in a short purple dress with a thigh slit, some smoky eyeshadow and a glossy nude lipstick. She doesn't even look at me as she closes

the ice, I smirk and say. "Glossy lipstick

way to the elevator without saying anything about my

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