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.

meet her gaze, I

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

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

a

okay," she says. "I still know

know she's lying to me. She's clearly hurt by this and it's

attempt to explain myself, she says, "Anyway, Mike should be expecting us soon. We should

"Vanessa-"

than you do." She walks

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

hating that she found out about

a few minutes before I head to

their job, Carmella wouldn't have gotten the chance to get close to Vanessa but on the other hand,

focus on it. Irritated, I take it off and slam it on the floor, thinking about the expression in Vanessa's eyes and the tone of her voice when I was in the living room with her. Why do

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

only takes 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 and I don't want to

to just walk out and get to Vanessa's bedroom door. Right now, it feels like one of the most

try out a few lines of what I could say when I get to her door,

this guilt, so I finally get to her door and knock on

you always take. I don't

waiting," she says,

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

hear her coming closer to the door and that makes me fix my posture

She's in a short purple dress with a thigh slit, some smoky eyeshadow and a glossy nude

us and to break the ice, I smirk and say. "Glossy

leads the way to the elevator without saying

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