Chapter <b>60</b>
Vanessa
As the hotel tea burns Carme, she attempts to scramble to her feet while screaming in agony but doesn’t even manage to get out of her chair. Instead, it falls backwards and she falls along with it, the staff instantly rushing to her.
I’m so taken by surprise that I’m unable to focus <b>on </b>Mia until she speaks.
“Vanessa? What’s going on there?”
‘Til call you back,” I say to her, quickly ending the <b>call</b>
Just as the others try to help Carme, she aggressively pushes <b>them </b>away and yells, “Don’t touch me! All of you stay away from me!
“Calm down. They’re just trying to <b>help</b>, I step in
She shoots me a re while trying to deal with the burning sensation. “If it’s you, just mind your own business because you did this to me!
“What? Me?” My jaw drops<b>.</b>
“Yes, <b>you </b>did this on purpose!”
“You can’t be serious right now. I don’t even know what you’re talking about.
“I fucking hate this right now!” She tries to get off the floor, her breaths quick and short.
Once <b>again</b>, they try to help her but she pushes everyone away
“Just bring me some <b>cold </b>water from the fucking table!”
At this point, I don’t even want to deal with her madness, so <b>I </b><b>call </b>Mia back.
“Hey, what <b>was </b><b>that </b>about?” she asks with curiosity.
“Nothing to worry about. It was just someone who’s staying over. Now, as I was saying, I met Patrick Kentworth yesterday. You won’t believe what he told me.”
As I start walking out, I notice Carme trying to get up while elongating her neck in my direction. What the hell is going on with her?
I might’ve felt bad for her but on second thought, she deserved it. I wonder how she was so careless. <b>And </b>what part did I <b>have </b>to y in this when she said it was my fault? At this <b>point</b>, I’m certain she’s crazy. That’s why I shouldn’t pay her any
attention.
After my call with Mia is cut short <b>because </b>she has something important to take care of get myself ready to work on the <b>business </b>ideas I came up <b>with </b>after being inspired at the women’s conference.
I make rough drafts on some papers, then look up a few possible business directions online and when I look at the time, it’s <b>already </b>two <b>hours</b>.
While I’m in the living room, one of the butlers tells me that Carme’s been in her bedroom ever since she got burned and she keeps screaming at everyone who attends to her.
As I hold up one of the documents I printed out, Dominic finally returns home and he actually looks exhausted.
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“Hey,” <b>I </b>say to him but instantly press my lips together. Since when did I sound so <b>enthusiastic </b>when talking to him first?
He seems <b>so </b><b>at </b><b>ease </b>that I’m assuming he doesn’t yet know <b>what </b>happened with Carme.
He doesn’t even go upstairs right away but drops himself on the other couch, looking at the ceiling. He then sighs heavily as he loosens his necktie. I’ve never seen him like <b>this </b>aftering back from work and I actually get a little concerned.
“Is everything okay?” Lask.
“Not yet. What’s that?” He looks down at the documents.
“Oh, it’s just something I’m trying to work on regarding the business <b>ideas </b>I have.”
“<b>And </b>what do you know about that stuff?” He tilts his <b>head</b>.
“Well, I’m trying to learn.”
“<b>Give </b><b>me </b>that.” He holds out his hand.
As soon as I hand him the documents, he goes through all of them quickly while shaking his head.
“Where did <b>you </b>get this information? It’s all wrong”
I roll my eyes. “Of course you’d say that. My mother–inw says you’re good at this stuff.
“Why do you <b>think </b>I just said it’s all wrong<b>? </b><b>Put </b>this aside for now because it’s not even what you should be focusing tell you exactly what you need but that’ll beter.”
“You’re really going to help me?” I ask, pleasantly surprised.
“As long as it makes me look good, yes.”
“Of course. I should ve seen thating
“Where’s Carme?”
“I don’t know. I’m <b>not </b>her babysitter.
“Why the hell did I even ask? Forget I did. Now, tell me about your <b>time </b>at the orphanage<b>.</b>”
<b>???</b>
As soon as he asks, 1 begin exining to him all the beautiful things that happened. Despite his expression when he first walked in, his face brightens up with each description I give of the children and how they couldn’t stop asking about him.
“Wow, I really need to go there soon.” He chuckles. “Anything else?”
It takes me a moment as I think about how Carme got to Domenic first and fabricated a story <b>about </b>what happened with Billy.
Though I don’t yet have proof, I attempt to <b>talk </b><b>to </b><b>him </b>about it
“Billy was-”
<b>I </b><b>know </b>about that part. No need to tell me. I even sorted it out.”
I sigh deeply, thinking about the moment I’ll actually expose her lies. My words won’t be enough.
“Did you take any pictures?” he asks, grabbing my <b>attention </b>again.
“Yes, I did.<b>”</b>
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“Show me.” He sounds extremely enthusiastic and even sits up more.
Dominic
I hate to admit this to myself, but I expected nothing less <b>from </b>Vanessa when ites to her love for the children. The way they all behave when she’s around tells no lies. I see their happiness in all these pictures and clips she <b>took </b>using her phone.
“By the way,” she says, “there was this one boy who wouldn’t stop crying and I had to show him your pictures just so he’d
calm down.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, you should really visit <b>them </b>soon.”
I’m so busytely, but I definitely will. Speaking of children. I trail off, hoping she gets where I’m going with this.
She clears her throat and looks away as she says, “I know. Not ye
I nod, understanding what she’s trying to say, “You better tell me <b>as </b>soon as <b>it’s </b><b>time</b>.”
“I know.”
Just as I’m about to hand her back her phone so I can freshen up and spend time with my babe, Vanessa receives a call from Mia and I give her the phone faster.
As she starts talking to Mia, I rise to my feet and I’m about to head to the elevator but pause when she mentions a guy named Patrick. She met with a guy while at the orphanage? What? Her ex–boyfriend?
I don’t know how to exin it, but hearing all <b>this </b>actually gets me more curious and <b>a </b>little upset. I don’t want to look like I’m eavesdropping, so I <b>head </b>to the elevator but very slowly.
To my disappointment, I don’t even hear much more <b>as </b>she heads in the other direction while still talking to Mia. Shit. Why am I so curious!
Even while I’m in the elevator, I’m bothered by what Vanessa said but I tell myself to stop thinking about it and only focus on spending time with my babe. There <b>was </b>too much going <b>on </b>at work <b>that </b>I needed a clear and focused mind. That’s why when my phone <b>shut </b>down, I didn’t bother charging it.
Since she’s here, I also feel like this is the perfect opportunity to tell her the truth. The sooner the better.
The moment I walk into her bedroom, I find her curled up while she’s in a loose ck dress.
To <b>gently </b>wake her up, I kiss her forehead but <b>as </b>soon as I ce my hand on her thigh, she screams with wide eyes and pushes me away.
Though I almost lose my bnce, I regain my footing, shocked by her reaction..
“What the hell was that?” <b>I </b>say to <b>her</b>.
“Babe, it’s just you. Ugh! I’m sorry I didn’t mean to do that. It just hurts a lot.”
“What hurts<b>?</b>”
got burned two hours ago while having breakfast.” She lifts her dress and shows me her <b>thighs</b>.
“What happened?” I get closer and sit beside her, hating how <b>this </b>happened while I was away.
“It’s <b>all </b>because of your fucking wife.”
“What? She did this to you? Tell me what happened.” I clench my fists, ready tosh out and Vanessa
“Well, she was <b>talking </b>on the phone…”
“And then what happened?”
“And then I got burned.”
“What?” I furrow my eyebrows. “I don’t understand. If <b>that’s </b>what happened, how is Vanessa the one to me for this?”
“Look, it just happened that way, okay?”
“Did she pour the tea on you?”
“No, she was <b>walking </b>away.”
“Then how <b>is </b>she at fault?”
“Why are you taking her side? You know <b>what</b>? Forget I told you any of this. I’ll be fine anyw
“But how did you get burned? That’s what I want to know.”
“My mug slipped, okay?”
“So <b>then</b>, it wasn’t <b>Vanessa’s </b>fault?”
“Can we talk about something else?”
“Babe?” I shake my head, not wanting to let it go.
“I’ll be fine. She reaches for my <b>hand</b>. “I’ve been trying to call you sincest night. Tell me about the emergency meeting and all <b>that </b>happened.”
I sigh, giving it a rest. “I <b>was </b>so busy. There was a lot to do.”N?velDrama.Org (C) content.
While I exin to her bits of information, I find myself thinking about <b>how </b><b>much </b>work I had to do and how my father actually made sure that everyone reported to me. During that moment, I felt even more motivated to give him his <b>grandchildren</b>. Even the board members who were present seemed to be in support of my decisions. That’s why I can’t mess. this up
“Babe, <b>there’s </b>something I’ve <b>been </b>meaning to talk to you about and it can’t wait,” I say to her, firmly holding both of her
hands.
I prefer telling her now <b>as </bpared to the day when I’ll actually be in bed with Vanessa
“What is it?” she <b>asks</b>.
“My ns to divorce Vanessa <b>have </b>changed<b>.”</b>
Really?” Her face beams with excitement. “Will <b>you </b>be divorcing her much sooner?”
“No, it’s <b>actually </b>the opposite. She’ll be my wife <b>for </b>a much longer period of time as I need to start a family with her.”
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