Chapter 16
The Daring Billionaire’s Wife
Chapter 16
Dominic
As my parents step out of the car, I clench my fists, wondering why theyâve come here now.
But when I see my motherâs facial expression, she seems worried and just like that, it all makes sense to me. Vanessa must have called them about her current state. Couldnât she just keep it to herself?
Now Iâm stuck here with all of them and wonât be able to get to Carmella. Should I accept this situation and just give her a call? No. Thereâs something I can do to get away from here.
It takes me a few seconds to figure out so I pace around until finally, I come up with something. This will definitely work.
Quickly, I head down to meet them, going through what Iâll say several times as I take the elevator.
As soon as the elevator reaches the ground floor and opens, even at a distance. I can hear my motherâs concern in her voice as she sits with Vanessa on the couch
My fatherâs on the other couch, his expression showing similar concern. I canât help but roll my eyes as I get closer. I can imagine what this would be like if my brother and sister would also show up.
Even when Iâm close enough, my parents barely notice me. Their eyes are glued to Vanessa as my mother seems hair. What the hell? Sheâs not a baby.
Finally, my parents look at me and my fatherâs so stressed that be loosens his necktie.
âSon, what happened?â
âFather, I already told you itâs nothing. Vanessa says before I can respond.
âBut just look at you, my daughter. First, you cut your honeymoon short and now this happened?â
to fix her
âI was just about to call you both and tell you about this. I guess someone beat me to it.â I say to my parents, glancing at Vanessa with clenched fists behind my back
âWe had to rush here when Vanessa calledâ My mother moves to the edge of the couch so Vanessa can rest her back on her shoulder, leaving the other side of the couch empty.
As much as I donât want to, I go over to that specific couch and next to Vanessa.
âSon. I hope you follow the instructions Doctor Miller gave you my father says.
âOf course, only the best for herâ My lips curve into a fake smile as I gently hold onto both of Vanessaâs legs and let them rest in my lap.
She seems surprised but goes with it. I canât wait to confront her about this. How dare she do such a thing? Did she know Iâd be leaving her to go to Carmella? Is this her way of stopping me from leaving? Thatâs not happening. I just need to find the right moment to leave.
âHave you had something to eat, dear?â My mother sweetly asks Vanessa.
âI havenât had anything since we left the island.â
âWhat? This is unacceptable. You need to eat or drink something now more than ever.â
âI think youâre right, mother. Babe, I want some juice.â
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I internally scoff at how she just lovingly addressed me, but this is something we do whenever our parents are around.
âOkay,â I say to her. âVictor,â I call one of the butlers.
âNo, not Victor. Can you please do it? I like the way you make it Vanessa says to me,
I canât believe sheâs making me do this right now, When my mother giggles, I look over at her and then seem to love whatever nonsense is going on between me and Vanessa.
Smiling at her, I gently put down her feet, ensuring I donât cause her any pain.
âIll be right back.â
As I begin to leave, I stop in my tracks when Vanessa speaks again.
âWait, could you please add some cookies?â
âWhatever you want, babe. I poke my cheek as soon as I say it. That doesnât even sound right.
my
father. They both
Once Iâm in the kitchen, I canât help but wonder why Vanessaâs doing this to me. Is it because I yelled at her on the private jet and told her to mind her own business?
Whatever the case, this makes me score points with my parents, even tell the maidservants to just stand by as I do it all by myself.
Just when Iâm about to finish with it, my phone rings and I fear that itâs Carmella, but it turns out to be my fatherâinâlaw Heâs obviously calling because of what happened to Vanessa and huff before I pick up.
âHello!â I lean against the black countertop.
âHello, son. Is my daughter near you right now?â As always, his voice is gentle.
âNo. Is something wrong? I narrow my eyes.
y not that bad? I know she doesnât like to make me
âI just spoke to her on the phone. Is it true that the pain in her cut is really i worry so she lies and hides her pain from meâ
âShe does?â
âYes, itâs happened so many times before. Because she keeps it all inside and doesnât want to make anyone worry, I just feel like sheâs lying this time as wellâ
I canât help but wonder if she told her father about her tears the other night. Whatever the case may be, itâs none of my
business
âItâs not that bad. Thatâs what the doctor said.â I assure him.
âI trust you so much that Iâll only believe it because Iâve heard it from you. Iâm out of the country now so I canât come over to check on herâ
âDonât worry. Sheâs in good hands.â I assure him.
When I return to the living room with the tray that has a plate of cookies and the juice, my fatherâs on the phone with one of the board of directors and keeps pacing
Despite Vanessa and my mother talking. Iâm only focused on my fatherâs phone call. It seems thereâs a problem. Even if Iâm not working right now, Iâm still interested in knowing whatâs happening in the company Iâll be running in the future.
When that time comes, I wonât be serving cookies and juice to Vanessa, just divorce papers.
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Putting down the tray on the table and bringing it closer to the couch, I sit back down next to her and she smiles at me.
âThank you.â
âAnything for you.â 1 fake a smile.
My attention drifts back to my father, who moves further away as he speaks and it gets harder to listen. I try to get up and go to him, but my motherâs next words keep me in place.
Im still sad that your honeymoon was cut so short but you know what? Iâm glad itâs for a good cause.â
âYes, but now I might not be able to see Penelope as soon as I want to.â Vanessa pouts and I lightly shake my head at her.
Now sheâs acting all sweet after making me bring her some cookies and juice?
The only one Iâve ever done this for is Carmella
As soon as she crosses my mind, I realize that Iâm wasting time here. I need to leave as soon as possible.
After clearing my throat for a start. I say, âIâll be back soon. I have something important to take care of at the office.â
âWhat?â My mother firmly shakes her head. âThe office? But youâre not working for now.â
I know but-â
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âIt can wait. Your wife needs you by her side right now.â
I look at Vanessa and clench my jaw for a second. This is all working in her What do I do now?
r favor. I have to get to C
to Carmella matter what.
When my father gets off the phone, he approaches us once again
Fixing his necktie, he says, âWell, it seems that I have to leave immediately. Something urgent has just come up.â
When I think about it, this is my chance to leave so I try to play my cards right..
âWhat happened?â I ask.
âThereâs an emergency and it needs my attention right away.â
Ill come with you.â
âNo, stay here and take care of your
ir wife. She needs you right nowâ
Shit. Why is nothing going according to how I planned it?
After I walk my father outside to the car, his bodyguards on standby, he places his hand on my shoulder, then speaks to me with a warm smile.
âSon, youâre doing such a great job so far.â
I donât understand.â I shake my head.
I see the way you take care back then.
of Vanessa. I remember a time when your mother and I were much younger. We were so in love
âYouâve told me this a million times.â
âAnd Iâm telling you again. Itâs the little things that matter. Thatâs what brought us closer than we already were. I see that
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happening with you and Vanessa. Iâm proud of youâ
He pats me on the shoulder, then gets inside the
While it drives off, I canât help but smile. This whole thing with Vanessa is truly annoying but my fatherâs proud of me. Right now, thatâs what counts:
As I think about all the possible things I could do in his presence to show that I deeply care about Vanessa, my phone rings. When I looked down at the caller ID. I shut my eyes with a heavy sigh. Itâs Carmella.
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