Paisley broke into a cold sweat as realization hit her. She was deeply stunned—this was completely unprecedented, beyond anything she could have imagined.
"Paisley..." Dominick slurred. "Why are you so dead set on divorcing me? Did you... Did you really fall for someone else? Who is he? Is he better than me?"
Before Dominick could finish, the alcohol finally got the better of him, and he passed out on the couch.
Paisley stared at his unconscious form, letting out a bitter laugh. 'Typical. You still don't get why I want this divorce, do you?' she thought. 'Whatever. Someone like him will never understand anyway.'
Paisley contacted Julian and Marissa through the hotel's front desk.
Soon enough, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the hallway.
Thankfully, Paisley had been waiting by the entrance with the door cracked open, worried that the doorbell might wake Serena and Maria.
Despite her best efforts, there was no stopping Marissa's shrill voice from piercing the air. "Dom, what happened to you?"
Paisley's brows furrowed. "Keep it down. My daughter's sleeping."
But Marissa couldn't care less, clicking across the floor in her heels toward Dominick. "Dom. Paisley, what the hell did you do to Dom?"
"You really want to test me by waking up my daughter?" Paisley's ice-cold glare stopped Marissa in her tracks. At that moment, Paisley looked every bit like a lioness protecting her cub.
One wrong move from Marissa, and she'd be toast.
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