The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Vanessa 

It’s already 3 in the morning and I can’t seem to fall asleep. My mind keeps racing with so many thoughts and questions about how events unfolded in the past few hours. 

I’m also thinking Dominic might not come back, considering the time he left and the state in which he left. 

I still can’t believe he broke up with Carmella just like that, and what did I have to do with it for her to blame me so much? All I did was tell him what happened, and what he found when verifying the information was what led to their break up. 

Though I’m curious about how he did it, there’s another part of me that tells me to just let it be for now. He might not be in the best state for me to start asking such questions 

Whatever the case is, I hope he’s okay. He did seem quite disturbed. But why do I care so much? 1 shouldn’t. 

I haven’t even yet told him about his mother’s sudden visit here and what she said, but even if I haven’t yet spoken to him about it, what she wanted to happen has already come to pass. Carmella’s left this house and it seems that she’ll never come back again. 

I never thought I’d see the day he’d do such a thing since he’s always stood by her side, but I guess he finally 

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w her true 

Having him see everything on his own even made things easier for me as I was already formulating a plan to expose her, 

I wonder what she did for him to ask me how she was at the or 

orphanage. I guess I’ll never know 

Dominic 

Frank and I had drinks until 4:00 am, and because I didn’t feel like going back home. I ended up going over to his place. 

It’s already 10 am and I still have a strong hangover. I just want to clear my head right now but it’s not that easy to do, especially because I’m on the phone with my mother. She’s been going over the same thing. 

“I’m so 

so disappointed in you, my son. How could you do that to Vinessa? Why would you let that evil woman spend time under the same roof as your wife?” 

“Like I said, there’s nothing going on between Carmella and I. What we had is in the past. She’s just friends with my wife and she’s the one who invited her.” 

“Even if they’re friends, it’s not right for you to be close to her!” 

“Mom, I already told you that everything’s fine. Carmella left the house and she’s never coming back. In fact, I want Vanessa to stay away from her.” 

“Good! That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. Everyone needs to stay away from that woman. She’s nothing but evil.” 

“I know. I’ll make sure she stays away.” 

“That’s my son!” 

After the call, I slide the phone across the bedside table, a sigh of frustration escaping my lips. 

I keep thinking about what Frank said to me when I labeled myself as a single man when I’m actually married. I even look down at my wedding ring, shaking my head in disbelief. I might be married but it’s just on paper. When it comes to what’s 

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in my heart, I’m single, at least that’s what I tell myself. 

Not long after I talk to my mother, my father calls. Shit. I already have an idea of what this means. 

I try my best to sound like everything’s alright as I pick up the call. 

“Good morning, dad.” This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“Good morning, son. Don’t forget about the meeting this afternoon.” 

“Of course.” 

“Make sure you get in touch with Mr Wells. I’m leaving that task to you.” 

our side.” 

“I’ll make sure to get him on our 

“Excellent! Son, you’re doing great so far.” 

“Thanks” 

After the call ends, I sigh deeply, thinking about how all I wanted to do was give Carmella a heads up of what was to come for the sake of the company, but it was that moment which ruined everything. 

Frank might have said it’s too soon for me to say she’s gone and never coming back, but this is what I want. I can’t be with someone like her, never, 

Just as I think about her attitude at the orphanage, my phone starts ringing again and she’s the one calling. 

Why did I forget to block her phone number? Maybe it’s because I had too much to drink and forgot to do it. 

My blood begins to boil the longer I look down at the caller ID. so I decline the call and immediately block her number. I then block her from all my social media profiles and with each one that I open, I find several messages from her still begging me for a second chance, but I’m done. 

While I’d love to skip work and just relax and clear my head, the meeting this afternoon is important, so I don’t even have breakfast with Frank. I have to get home. 

Considering how Carmella threatened Vanessa, it was actually careless of me to just leave her home alone. Of course, with all the security, I didn’t think anything was going to happen, but I should have been more careful. 

Before I even get to home, I call Vanessa and it doesn’t take long for her to pick up. 

“Hey,” she says and it almost sounds like she’s relieved. “Where are you?” 

“It doesn’t matter, but I’m on my way back home. Is everything okay back there?” 

“Yes, why would something be wrong?” 

“You know why I’m asking 

“Oh, everything’s fine.” 

“Good 

And with that, I end the call, feeling a mix of emotions. 

Once I get home, I get inside the elevator and as soon as it gets to my floor and opens, Vanessa’s standing right on the other side of the wall. She’s in a robe with wet hair and despite the way that I’m feeling, I always love this sight of her. 

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She also has a s 

smile on her face even after she sees me. She’s on the phone, talking to someone. 

To give her privacy, I begin making my way to my bedroom but stop in my tracks when she bursts into laughter. 

I 

“Oh, Patrick, don’t make me laugh so hard.” 

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