The Daring Billionaire’s Wife novel (Vanessa and Dominic) novel Chapter 159

Vanessa

Today might be the launch of my hair care line but it feels like it's Dominic's as he keeps checking everything over again and again just to ensure that it all goes according to plan.

I've barely done anything as he believes that it will only stress me out. He would rather I focus on my father and spend time with him as much as I can. It still breaks my heart that he can't make it, but it still brings me joy hearing him say that I should go for it and he'll be watching.

When I come back home, it's to the sight of Dominic holding a book turned to a specific page as he reads through it with one of the organizers standing beside him.

It's only after I get closer that Dominic looks up and approaches me, handing over the book to the organizer.

"I didn't think you'd be back so soon," he says to me.

"My dad needed to rest. I also wanted to check how things were going here." I smile at the organizer as she makes her way to the door.

"Hey, I have everything under control," he assures me with a smile.

"I know, but I'm still curious."

"Come on. You know that I'll take care of everything."

I firmly nod with a smile. "I know that as well, but can I just feel a little involved? I feel so left out."

"Well, there's nothing more to do. I just finished going through the list of the people to receive the first products on the market while you'll stand behind that table. Are you sure you still want to do this?"

"Of course I do."

"Then everything is set," he says with enthusiasm.

"You really make it seem like this is your day and not mine." I shake my head.

He holds his head high. "Just make sure that when you get up on that stage, you mention everything I've done here today."

"We're seriously coming back to this again?" I playfully roll my eyes.

"How is he?" he says to me, the sudden change of topic making my amusement fade a little.

"He'll be okay." I lower my head, thinking about how this hasn't been easy.

Placing his hand on my shoulder, he says, "How about you go upstairs and I make that juice since we won't be here later this evening?"

"I like the sound of that." I nod in agreement, my heart fluttering at how he doesn't let anything get in the way of making that juice.

As I make my way to the elevator , I tell myself that he might not come to me right away since I didn't believe him when he said everything was ready for this evening’s event.

He still wants to be thorough with this and I understand why since I've been paranoid. There's still been nothing from Carmella. I've even checked my phone a few times today just to see if I received any threats but as usual, there's been nothing at all.

After freshening up, I sit down in my bathrobe, only wanting to dress up after I have my juice because after this, I need to get ready for the event.

Finally, he comes into the bedroom with my juice and I immediately shake my head at him.

"What?" he says to me with a shrug.

"My juice should've been ready an hour ago."