Chapter 70
The Daring Billionaire’s Wife
Chapter 70
Dominic
Itâs already 7:00 p.m. and Iâve just come back from the hospital, only to find out that Vanessa isnât yet back. Is she still with Patrick? What could she be doing with him until now!
or one of her
Though I keep telling myself itâs none of my business, thereâs actually a part of me that wants to call her or bodyguards to find out where they are now. But I wonât. It shouldnât matter to me.
Before she left, she assured me that there was nothing going on between them. Still, they just reconnected. Who knows! Maybe sparks were flying between them this afternoon and then theyâ¦shit. I shouldnât even be thinking that far right now, but so what if they ripped off each otherâs clothes and she had her first time? They might still be going at it right now. No.
With each passing minute. I grow more restless and itâs infuriating that I canât stop thinking about this.
Just as I slump back in my seat, I hear the car engine outside, so instantly rise to my feet and hurry to the door. Before I can even get to the door handle, I stop in my tracks with a heavy sigh. Why the hell am I doing this?
Clearing my throat, I return to my seat and look down at my phone, clenching my jaw at what I just did, and without even planning for it.
While scrolling on my phone with no particular interest in anything, the door opens and I can already hear Vanessaâs heels.
âHey, she says to me from a distance. âDid you go to the hospital
âYeah, I came back not too long ago I donât even look up from my phone as she gets closer. âWere you with Patrick this
whole time?â
âWhat? No.â
She sits on the other couch, making me finally look up at her. The first thing I look at is her hair, which still looks as neat as it did before she left. Her red lips are just as stained as they were this afternoon. Nothing seems off about her dress or any part of her. Checking her out like this makes me want to shake my head. What the hell am I doing right now? Am I that bothered by what could become of her and Patrick?
Itâs only when she speaks that I snap out of it.
âThereâs something I need to tell you.â
âWhat is it? Did something happen with Carmella?â I ask
âNo, itâs not that.â
âThen what is it?â
âWell itâs⦠itâs. She clears her throat. âMiaâs visiting any day now.â
âCoolâ
Yeahâ She gets u
Of all the things she couldâve told me, I didnât think it would be anything to do with her best friend. I was certain it had something to do with Carmella. That wouldâve been surprising, considering how much Iâve tightened security around us.
Thinking about her makes my heart sink, I still canât believe Iâve had to go to such lengths to keep away someone Iâve always wanted by my side for the rest of our lives. It deeply hurts me, but I need to forget and with time, I hope I do.
Just as I take out a book frog my drawer to read for the night, I receive a call from my fatherâinâlaw. I was chatting with him through text a few hours ago. I wonder what he wants to say THOR
Good eveni
How busy are you tomorrow morning
Thave a meeting at 9 am
âCould you please come over for breakfast before then, even if itâs just for thirty minutesâ
Well of course
âExcellent And please donât tell Vanessa
âWhy not?â
âI just donât want her to know
I see. Iâll keep it to myself
After the call ends, I find myself wondering why Vanessa shouldnât know, but Iâll do as he says. Maybe he has a surprise for her or something.
Itâs been ten minutes since I arved at my fatherâinâlawâs residence and I canât stop staring at him something just seenâ â¦â¦â¦â¦..
different about him, but I canât quite figure it out.
âI hope the breakfast served here will be to your liking, my son.â he says with a warm smile.
âFrom the looks of things. I wonât be disappointed. I reply with enthusiasm, looking at the food on the table.
âThen letâs eat.â He chuckles
Only about a minute in. I notice just a slight tremble in his hand as he holds his fork.
âI guess youâre still exhausted from all the work My gare lingers on his hand.
As soon as he notices that Iâm paying attention, he looks down at his own hand, giving me a light nod.
âYes, thatâs why I thought Iâd take a few more days off. Itâs really been quite exhausting with all these new investors.â
âI see.â I look away, focusing on my food again.
âYou know what? Iâve probably told you so many times how proud I am that my daughter has someone like you as her husband, but Iâll never stop saying it. Iâm glad sheâs happy with you. It warms my heart just how much you take care of her. Youâre the best thing that ever happened to her and Iâm glad I got to witness that.â
Though his lips are curved into a smile, his words worry me so much that I canât even focus on the food anymore.
âIs everything alright with you?â I ask.
âOf course, everythingâs fine.â He chuckles. âWhy do you ask?â
Tdonât know how to explain it, but
âDonât mind me. Fm just getting a little emotional. I get that way sometimes when I think about how much my daughter has been through.â
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Chapter 70
Right now, I canât help but think about the night I held Vanessa in my arms while on her bed and she poured out h feelings, then I ended up kissing and touching her.
Just as my mind drifts off further into that night, my fatherâinâlaw speaks again to grab my attention.
Im hoping my daughter already told you about Patrick.â
âYes, she told me about her exâboyfriend.â
âI hope you didnât have a problem with them being out together
âNot at all. My wife only has eyes for me,â I say with confidence, though I know Iâm lying to him.
He chuckles. âOf course she does. Iâm glad you were okay with it. My daughterâs just so kind and forgiving that she brought
him to me.
Though I shouldnât ask, Iâm so curious about Patrick that I just go for it
âWas he good to her when they were still together?â
He furrows his eyebrows. âI thought you said Vanessa told you about him.â
âShe did, but she obviously didnât want to get into certain details. Maybe she thought I would be uncomfortable.â
âAh, I see. For the most part, he was good to her. He made her happy and she was so in love with him. Then, one day, he just broke her heart for someone else.â
His description of Patrick reminds me of myself and my plan to divorce Vanessa once I get what I want. The only difference is that when that time comes, I wonât be breaking her heart. Itâs because sheâs not in love with me.
Suddenly, he coughs hard, making me worry a little.
âIs everything alright?â My voice is laced with concem.
my food*
Tm fine, my son. I just choked on my
I donât know why, but Iâm not satisfied despite his assurance. âIf something was wrong, youâd tell me, right?â
âOf course. You know what? Youâre not the first person to ask me that. Even when my daughter was here, she said the same thing!â
He bursts into laughter, putting me at ease.
âSince youâve had to take a few days off to rest, will you be able to make it to my sisterâs launch this evening?â
âOf course I will! How could I miss such an important event? Iâm sure Iâll be feeling even better by the time itâs evening.
For a few minutes, we carry on with our meal while casually talking about business. Even as I pay attention and seem enthusiastic, something keeps bothering me. Thanks to my fatherâinâlaw, I know about what Patrick really meant to Vanessa, but thereâs one thing missing and when I canât take it anymore, I finally let it out.
Do you have a picture of Patrick?â