The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Vanessa

My question makes Dominic chuckle, leaving me to wonder what's funny about it.

"I was waiting for that question," he says. "No. That's not the reason I stayed. I just really wanted to be here. Had you not been pregnant, I would've still been here."

Maybe it's the tone of his voice, or the look in his eyes, but with everything he's just said, I believe him.

"Thank you." I give a half smile.

"For what?"

"For being here when I needed you."

"I'm glad I stayed. Now, how about you get out of bed, freshen up and come down for breakfast?"

"What time is it?" I tilt my head in curiosity.

"It's 10 minutes past 9."

"Did you already have your breakfast?"

"No. We were actually waiting for you to wake up so we could have it together."

I sigh, nodding in understanding. Though I want to smile, I just can't bring myself to do it.

Even with that, thinking about his comfort, which calmed me down until I fell asleep, makes me appreciate him even more.

I get out of bed and only get undressed in the bathroom, where I look at myself in the mirror before I begin to shower.

My puffy eyes are so obvious, yet Dominic didn't point them out. He must've decided not to do it because of the situation. Had it been anything else, he might've said something. I would have never thought he would be this considerate.

there's no sign of him,

up quickly, hoping that I don't break down again as soon as I see my

way down the stairs, I get closer to the dining room and I hear my father's voice echo. It's filled with positivity as he talks to Dominic. Though it makes me smile, hearing him talk like that also breaks my heart because I

he's really trying to live the rest of his life

father, my heart starts racing like I'm going to break down, but he gets up from his seat and smiles at me with his arms wide

even comes to me before I can get to the table and I can't help but

"Good morning, dad."

been waiting for

in his eyes, I realize this hurts him

sit down and let's eat,"

I'm not really hungry,"

Dominic says, shaking his head at

"What's wrong?" I ask.

His tone

still don't

to me, pulling me away from my father. "Sit

my hand and we sit

"Let's eat," he says.

over at my father as he takes his seat and he

this to yourself, not

in defeat. It's only because I'm still processing this news that I don't feel like having anything to eat, but after

that I

my food, making my heart flutter even with everything that's

you," I

if there's anything else

father says, "I was looking at

is one of those things he wants to do before it's too

have any specific date of when you want

as he leans back in his seat and raises