The Daring Billionaire’s Wife novel (Vanessa and Dominic) novel Chapter 129

Vanessa

I had no plans of meeting Patrick this morning but at his request to urgently meet up, I changed my mind about it. He also said he needed to talk to me in private, which meant I shouldn't have my bodyguards.

Usually, I wouldn't listen to him but the tone of his voice when he said it made me wonder just how serious this was, so here I am, meeting him on the street that he mentioned with the intention to leave my bodyguards in their car.

I spot him standing by the sidewalk and he instantly rushes to the car, looking a little troubled and scruffy, which greatly worries me.

"Is everything alright?" I ask

"Hey, we really need to talk." His eyes widen a little. "Come with me."

"Where?"

"It's not too far from here. We need privacy as much as possible."

I shake my head as I question if I'm really about to do this, then step out of the car and follow him. He leads me to an alley, making me feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Why did you bring me here?" I ask.

"Just so we could talk. How are you doing?"

"Are you being serious right now?"

He chuckles.

"Wait, are you drunk?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"It doesn't matter. This was the only way I could do this. I knew that if I mentioned my apartment, you wouldn't want to go there after what happened last time."

"And so you thought this was a better idea?"

"Yes," he says with confidence. "I just..."

He trails off when my phone suddenly rings from my bag and I already have an idea of who it could be.

I gesture to him with my hand to wait and he nods as I pick up to talk to my father.

Right after the call, Patrick says, "Is everything alright?"

"Everything's fine."

"You looked a little sad even though you smiled."

"Was it that obvious?"

"Yes, so what's going on?"

I sigh heavily, deciding to tell him about my father's health condition and as soon as I'm done, he takes a step forward and wraps his arms around me.

"I'm so sorry about that," he says.

I'm not even able to hug him back as I'm irritated and it's not even because of the slight smell of alcohol now that he's so close. It's the way he holds me tightly.

"Can you stop?" I say to him, my voice firm.

He takes a step back. "Sorry, that was supposed to happen afterwards."

"After what?" I narrow my eyes.

He smacks his lips. "The reason I brought you here was because I really had something to say. When I saw you again at the orphanage, I thought that all I felt was regret but it wasn't. Now more than ever, I'm sure of it."

"What are you talking about?"

"Believe it or not..." He trails off, taking a step forward and looking right into my eyes. "I love you."

Too stunned to speak, I stand frozen in place and he suddenly kisses me on the lips as he wraps his arms around me and for a few seconds, my heart races with wide eyes as I process what's going on.

Then, I come back to my senses, push him away and slap him hard on the cheek.

"What the hell is wrong with you? How dare you do that in such a public place?" I glare at him.

He stumbles backwards, massaging his cheek while looking to the side as he says, "It's not like anyone saw that. Just in case you're starting to think it's the alcohol, it's not. I've wanted to do this for a while and it's only now that I've mustered the courage."

I look away in disbelief. "How could you say such a thing to me when I'm married and you know that I love my husband?"

He scoffs, triggering me.

"What's with that reaction?" I ask.

"Nothing," he says.

"What did you aim to achieve by doing this?"

"I just wanted you to know."

"And then what?"

He scoffs again.

"Why do you keep doing that?" I ask, irritated.

"It's nothing. Do you really feel nothing for me?"