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Chapter 134
Because Marissa had injured her knee, Dominick personally took her and Grayson to Vanderbilt Manor. He had
originally planned to stay at the company that night, but he rarely stayed over there.
Dominick returned to the room. It had originally been his own room. After he married Paisley, it was decorated as
their marital home.
Later, because Paisley was uncomfortable living there, they moved to their previous villa and lived there
together for four years.
Since the divorce, Dominick rarely returned to this place. He mostly stayed at the company or in hotels. At that
moment, Dominick looked at the furnishings in the room and felt both familiar and strange. His gaze swept over
the photo fron the desk, and a hint of tenderness appeared on his frosty face.
It was a family photo of the three of them. Paisley sat in a chair, holding the newborn Grayson in her arms.
Dominick stood behind them, his hand gently resting on Paisley's shoulder.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt that time, they all wore smiles. Those genuine smiles confirmed that they had once had sweet moments.
Dominick thought, 'But when did it start to change? Who changed?’ Dominick did not believe he had changed.
He loved Paisley, and he was very clear about that. So he could not understand why they ended up in divorce.
A knock sounded at the door, and Dominick composed himself and walked over to open it.
Marissa stood outside, holding a plate of exquisite snacks. "Dom, | saw you didn't eat much for dinner, and | was
worried about your stomach, so | brought you sdesserts.
Marissa held up the plate, looking up at Dominick. The burgundy slip dress she wore looked particularly alluring
under the light. Before coming to find Dominick, Marissa had dressed up and even put on makeup that made her
look pure.
Dominick looked at the plate and did not want to eat. However, he did not want to dismiss Marissa's kindness, so
he reached out to take it. "Thank you."
Yet after Dominick took the snacks, Marissa still stood at the door.
"I will eat it. And it's tfor you to rest," Dominick said.
Marissa looked at Dominick with hope. She thought he would understand her meaning, at least letting her into
the room. But Dominick did not. He just stood at the door and took the snacks from her, showing no intention of
letting her in.
"It's late. | need to rest," Dominick said.
Marissa felt reluctant but could only nod, as she did not want to make her intentions too obvious. "Okay, good
night."
Just as Marissa turned around, Dominick's voice cfrom behind. "Wait a moment."
Marissa's eyes lit up, and she turned around excitedly, looking at Dominick with anticipation.
But Dominick only handed her a piece of clothing. "Wear this. Be careful not to catch a cold."
"Uh...okay..." Marissa awkwardly took the clothing and put it on, her last glimmer of hope fading away. "Dom,
good night."
"Good night," Dominick replied.
Just as Dominick was closing the door, Marissa saw a photo frhidden behind the door in his hand, and the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmphoto was of him, Paisley, and Grayson.
The moment Marissa saw the photo, it felt as if Paisley was smiling at her, saying, "What if | really let go of all my
grudges and followed your advice to remarry Dominick?"
Marissa angrily thought, 'No way. Absolutely not. | have waited for so many years. | will not allow Paisley to come
back and take my place."
In an instant, Marissa felt all her rationality drain away. She quickly returned to her room and dialed her cousin,
Jeremy Prescott. "Cout tomorrow. | need to talk to you." At the stime, Marissa shouted in her heart, 'l
want Paisley dead."
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