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,

over the company and then you would have no use for me." Her voice trembles a little. "You planned to divorce me so you could marry her." With a regretful sigh as I feel

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

again with a chuckle that sounds so

she says.

to me. She's clearly hurt by

as I attempt to explain myself, she says, "Anyway, Mike should be

"Vanessa-"

because I take longer than you do." She walks away in a hurry to the elevator, her voice trembling.

stop myself when she covers her mouth

hating that she found

giving it a few minutes before I head to

bodyguards had done their job, Carmella

turns into a struggle as I can't seem to just focus on it. Irritated, I take it off and slam it on the floor, thinking about the expression

a few deep breaths, I pick up my

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

to Vanessa's bedroom door. Right now, it feels like one of the most difficult things I've ever done. It must be because I'm filled

in front of my mirror, I try out a few lines of what I could say when I get to

to feel like I'm ready to speak to her with all this guilt, so I finally get to her door and knock on

I know how long you always take. I don't

she says,

smack my lips, taking a few steps back and leaning against the wall on 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 I wait righ in the same spot, thinking of all the ways I can explain myself to her. It might not be right now but I feel the need

minutes later, I hear her coming closer to the door and

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 door, flipping her hair

to break the ice, I smirk and say. "Glossy lipstick looks great on

leads the way to the elevator without saying anything about

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