The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

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Dominic 

For a moment, I’m certain my ears are only deceiving me, so I get closer and rest the side of my face right against Vanessa’s bedroom door. 

When I hear her loud and clear, my lips curve into a smirk of satisfaction. She’s definitely crying and it feels great to see her miserable. I guess I got back at her after all. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

She must have come to my bedroom and heard Carmella moaning. 

What a hypocrite. Acting like she didn’t want me yet hearing me in the other room hurt her that much. 

I actually want to stand right here longer and listen to her drown in her misery while alone in that bed, but I decide to leave. I’ve heard more than enough to feel that I’ve settled a score with her. 

She may not have worn the lingerie for me in preparation for our wedding night, but her being all alone finally got to her because she’ll never be Carmella, 

As I walk away, I chuckle softly. 

There’s been so many times when Vanessa acted like she was all that. It was because she knew I couldn’t get rid of her and needed her just to please my parents. 

Now that she’s with me, this is just the beginning of her misery, 

I wonder if I’ll 

point out tomorrow that I heard her cry. Maybe I shouldn’t. It’ll be too humiliating but on second thought, that’s exactly what I want to do to her – give her nothing but humiliation whenever I feel like she deserves it 

Now that my mood is elevated even more by my victory in this situation, I return to my room, quietly move around so I don’t wake up Carmella. But I soon remind myself she’s too exhausted to open her eyes. 

After reaching for my phone. I come downstairs and sit by the fireplace. 

As soon as I turn it on, it constantly buzzes with notifications and I know what they’re all about. This time, I pay no attention to them and only wish to see something specific. 

While I type in the words Little Warriors, the name of my children’s hospital, I smile at the thought of the critical surgery 

that was a success. 

Once I’m able to filter out everything else and only view messages from the hospital. I click on the images sent to me of the liule girl. 

She’s connected to several machines post surgery and I can’t wait to see her. I wonder what toys to get for her. 

The children’s hospital is a personal project that I started when just turned eighteen and no matter what happens, it’s the one thing I’ll never give up on 

After checking the other emails on the other children not doing oo well and what their needs are, I reply to all of them 

Usually, I don’t reply to business emails if the time isn’t approprite. Right now, it’s 3 a.m. and way past working hours, but for the children’s hospital, it’s different. I’ll always respond as soon as I see the emails. 

To celebrate the peace I feel right now, I head to the mini bar and pour myself a drink, my thoughts shifting back to Vanessa crying over me not being with her, as she should. 

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Vanessa 

This isn’t how I expected my night to turn out. The spot where I lay my head is getting soaked in my tears which won’t stop streaming down my face. 

Everything was perfectly fine when I fell asleep and I was certain would have a good night, but I was wrong. It’s now 3 am and I’m bawling my eyes out like I aim to soak the entire sheets in my tears. 

Curling up more than 1 already have, I chatch my chest with both hands, which tremble and match my quivering lip. The emotional pain in my heart is just too much for me right now, 

I had a dream about my mother, the kind I’ve had for so many years. The only difference is this time, it hurts too much and I just feel so sad without her. 

Maybe it’s because I kept longing for her while thinking about the wedding. And my father’s message also might’ve played a 

role. 

I don’t even have him close to me right now. He embraces me at times when the same dream troubles me at night. I’m far from home, far from him and despite everyone present in this house, it’s the same as I’m all alone 

What a sorrowful night I’ve had so far 

No matter how many times I wipe my tears, the sorrow in my heart just doesn’t fade so I sit up and rest my head on top of my knees, dropping it to one side and rocking back and forth. Inist hope I’ll calm down soon. 

Though it takes a while for my racing heart to return to its regular state, I give it time, telling myself that it’s alright, all this. while tears continue to stream down my face. 

When my sorrow fades, I wipe away my tears and sniffle a few times, getting back in bed so I can go back to sleep. 

As soon as I close my eyes, I bring my hands together and tightly intertwine my fingers, begging the universe for me not to dream about my mother the way I did. Anything but that. 

It takes a while but finally, I fall asleep. 

It’s finally morning and as I open my eyes, it takes a while for my vision to adjust. I’m then reminded of the reason behind it 

As the view gets clearer, despite the discomfort in my eyes, I stare up at the beautiful white ceiling and while I blink. I feel the skin on the sides of my eyes and cheekbones tighter than usual. It’s because I didn’t wash my face after wiping my tears away before going back to sleep. 

The thick white blinds of my bedroom are still closed but there are a few sun rays beaming through and hitting the surface of the white walls, leading to some brightness in the room. 

It takes me a few more minutes to gather my thoughts so I close my eyes and just then, I hear the waves outside and that prompts me to get out of bed 

While my feet step on the plush carpet, I look back at the spot where I lay my head and it’s stained in my tears. I don’t want to dwell on it so I focus on heading to the bathroom.. 

As I lean forward and place my hands on the sides of the bathroom sink countertop, I can’t stop looking at my face in the mirror in front of me. My dark circles are extremely noticeable and I’m not even surprised. 

I bend over to wash my face a few times and when I stand upright and check myself out again, the only difference is I feel a little bit more awake but my gloomy expression doesn’t go away 

It’s a good thing I brought my makeup. I’ll be able to hide all my dark circles. I won’t let anyone see me like this 

Done with my face, I loosen my hair, take off my pajamas and step into the shower. 

As the water soaks my scalp, I sigh with relief and smile. I should enjoy the beautiful day. Even as I lather the shampoo in my hair, it’s all so refreshing. 

After I step out of the shower in a white robe, it’s time to bring more brightness into my room. 

my eyes at 

As soon as I approach the window and open the blinds, the morning sun hits my face and I love it. I even close the sound of the tranquil waves softly brushing against the shore, I sigh calmly, all of it being a soothing harmony for me and it envelops me. 

Now that my mind is filled with positivity, I open my eyes and look at the beautiful view of the sea. I wish my hair was dry right now so it could blow in the gentle wind. 

Though I plan to explore this beautiful island, I first need to have something to eat, so while still in my robe, I rake my hands through my wet hair. I plan to keep it this way. 

Once I’m done, I grab my phone and turn it on as I head downstrs 

There are a few maids awaiting instructions and I inform them of what I wish to have for breakfast. While I want the meal to be quick so I can step outside, I also want it to be heavy. 

As I wait. I go around the house to view it all and when I walk past a certain door and hear Carmella moaning loudly from inside. I just casually walk by. 

I don’t know for how long I’ll be on this island but I plan to make the most out of all the scenery around me, except the sight of those two. 

By the time my breakfast is served at the dining table and I’m halfway done, Dominic and Carmella come downstairs in white robes, just like the one I have on 

She’s all over him like a liule puppy and I look away to focus on my delicious meal. I’m not yet as satisfied as I want to be. 

While I’m focused on it, I hear a few kissing sounds as she moans against his lips. 

When they stop, 1 sense her approaching me and then without warning, her hands reach for one of the bowls close to me.. 

As soon as I spot her, I raise my eyebrows at her and lean back as say, “Don’t touch my breakfast.” 

She scoffs as she brings the bowl closer to her face. “Or what? Hrom? What are you g 

Though I exercise patience, I rise to my feet and snatch the bowl from her 

“Get your own breakfast,” I say to her with raised eyebrows. 

gonna do about it?” 

She turns to Dominic with another scoff and angrily points at me “Babe, look at this bitch! Do something!” 

I don’t even sit back down. I just cross my arms and stare at him as I wonder if he’s really about to give my breakfast to her. 

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