7
The next morning, Dominic was all over the entertainment news.
“Rising Starlet Caught in Midnight Rendezvous with Mystery Man!”
The photo was blurry, but I could recognize Dominic’s car from the night before.
When he got home, he had already changed clothes.
I slipped the divorce agreement from my lawyer into my bag, planning to bring it up after dinner.
2:34 PM
Dominic opened the car door for me with an apologetic smile.
“Work’s been crazy. Let me take you somewhere nice to make it up to you for yesterday.”
I didn’t respond.
My mind was entirely on the divorce.
Dominic, mistaking my silence for lingering anger over the photo incident, tried to lighten the mood by touching my hand.
I avoided his touch.
The thought of him treating Celeste the same way made my stomach turn.
After a few failed attempts, he gave up and drove in silence.
I stared out the window, rain streaking across the glass like a blur, feeling a wave of regret for wasting five years of my life.
It wasn’t until Dominic pulled over to the side of the road that I snapped out of my thoughts.
“Audrey, wait here for the driver to pick you up. Something came up with Celeste–I need to go get her,” he said urgently, unbuckling my seatbelt before I could react.
I had caught snippets of his phone conversation earlier, but now it was clear–Celeste had called him.
I glanced at him coldly, refusing to move. “I have something important to discuss with you today.”
Dominic leaned over to open my door, indifferent to the rain pouring outside or the fact that I was pregnant.
“Celeste is being hounded by the press. Whatever you want to talk about can wait until I’m back.”
I knew the media frenzy was because of the photos from the night before.
But I couldn’t wait any longer. The longer this pregnancy went on, the harder it would be to leave.
Calmly, I said, “Dominic, I want a divorce.”
“Audrey, can you stop being so unreasonable? Don’t make a scene!”
He pushed me lightly, trying to get me out of the car.
But as I was reaching into my bag for the divorce papers, his shove threw me off balance.
I fell out of the car, hitting the ground with a sickening thud.
Pain exploded in my head, and I felt something wet pooling beneath me.
“Audrey-” Through the haze, I saw Dominic’s panicked figure rushing toward me.
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When I woke up, the smell of antiseptic filled my nose.
Dominic Blackwell and Celeste Monroe had been sitting on the sofa nearby. Seeing that I was awake, they both hurried over.
“Audrey, how are you feeling?” Dominic asked, his concern seemingly genuine.
I ignored him and glanced past him at Celeste.
Her carefully tailored outfit was slightly disheveled, and her red–rimmed eyes gave her a pitiful look.
2:35 PM
