Dear Ex-Wife You Are MINE (Victoria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 75

VICTORIA’S POV

I fell into a complete daze just by her appearance. Recently, I have got to know about something that she did in the past in my investigation.

However, I was too occupied with my recent pleasures and Papa’s health, so I didn’t have time to think about her and her deeds.

Moreover, I did not want to bring her into my life, so I avoided her topic until I saw her at the banquet tonight.

Her presence raised many questions, and I certainly didn’t feel comfortable watching her.

I turned my gaze subconsciously and searched for my man, Alessandro. Wait... Where is he?

Wasn’t he talking on the phone just a few seconds ago? Where did he leave now?

Did he see Camilla? Does he know about her presence in tonight’s banquet from before? If he does, I swear, I am gonna kill him!

I watched Camilla again. Perhaps I remained unnoticed as she exchanged warm greetings and flashed a beaming smile at others, seemingly unaware of my presence. Oh, I know only how fake she is.

Watching her at the party, I felt a little nauseous as the warning of something obnoxious. I stood up, and Sage might have felt something was wrong as he stepped close to me.

“Anything wrong, ma’am?” He asked, and I shook my head.

It also could be that I am thinking too much. But, I can’t deny the uncomfortableness that is rising inside me.

“No, I just want to go to the washroom. You stay here, and I will be back in a minute.”

“I will...” He tried to retort, but I shook my head firmly. “No, stay here. I will be back soon.”

He stepped back reluctantly, and I went to the washroom.

Thankfully, the place is empty. I freshened myself and opened my purse to touch up my makeup a little.

I did light makeup, so the red lips are vibrant and take all the attention.

As I started touching up, the bathroom door opened, and I heard footsteps. Without bothering who the person was, I concentrated on myself, but I guess that wasn’t my luck for the night as I heard,

‘Oh, so I didn’t see wrong, huh?’

Fuck! God! The same annoying tone! Why the fuck she has to be here?!

My seething anger was bubbling within, yet I had to mask it with a façade of a cheerful grin.

“Oh, Good Evening, Miss White.” I gritted her.