"Enough. This is getting more and more ridiculous. Let's stop talking to each other for the time being. I think you and I both need time to reconsider our behavior."
Dominic let go of me, and he looked at me for a very long moment, so long that I felt sweat trickle down my back. Then he said nothing more, grabbed his vest and left. It wasn't until I heard the door close that I let out a heavy sigh and sank to the ground.
I kept hugging my body, tiredly closing my eyes and lying on the ground.
This is probably the biggest fight we've ever had. It was also the first time that Dominic showed such uncontrollable jealousy, I couldn't even imagine seeing him like this. Back in the day, even if I was with Garrick, Dominic would never have interfered so deeply.
Even so, I can't accept that he acts so overbearingly and controlling me.
Love comes from both sides, and equality in love will help my relationship with him for a long time. We need to calm down and give ourselves more time to reflect.
...
At the same time, Dominic had also returned to another hotel in LA.
"Sir, you haven't had dinner yet, do you want me to prepare it?" Secretary Ethan talks to Dominic.
"No." Dominic was sprawled on the sofa, his shirt collar wide, his chest muscles rising and falling with the rhythm of his breathing. "Just now, I gave you the task of finding his information. Found it?"
"Sir, I'm really sorry. I haven't been able to find any information regarding a man named Frederick Vincent in a short while. Maybe... that's a fake name?" Ethan was at first confused and rather stuck.
He is an almighty secretary, finding people's information is his forte. Therefore, the boss often assigns him this job. However, this was the first time he failed to complete it. There is absolutely no information regarding Frederick. People with the same name as him don't have the same appearance as that man.
"Don't question me, Ethan. Do what you should." Dominic closed his eyes and spoke slowly.
"Yes sir."
Ethan leaves Dominic's room. At this point, Dominic was still lying motionless, he could still clearly feel the warm and burning sensation on his left cheek. Esther's slap must have taken a lot of force to hit that hard. Perhaps her pent-up emotions had reached their limit, when she slapped him and was immediately so shocked that she almost cried.
Seeing her like that, the anger in an instant was more than half abated. He wanted to reach out to comfort her, or do something to explain his excessive anger. Then, he failed to do that, he just approached her, reminding her that she was his woman and her responsibility to obediently obey.
His statement was like adding fuel to the fire, making the friction between them worse.
"Damn it. Damn brat." He slammed his fist on the table to vent his anger.
He had never been slapped by a woman, not to mention it was his woman. But it was only because of that cunning man that he experienced this feeling for the first time.
Esther might be stupid enough to not understand how shady and shameful men's thoughts are, but he's a man so he understands.
The look in the eyes of that guy named Frederick when he looked at Esther was the look of someone who was hunting for prey. He targeted his woman. What pissed him off was that he didn't even know who he was. He was also cunning, able to make Esther defend him.
He knew his jealousy had unintentionally hurt Esther, but he didn't know how to control it himself. He only understands one thing that what belongs to him is forever his, other guys don't dream of being able to touch it.
He tosses for a long time, mentally alert and unable to sleep.
At this moment, he remembered something and called his father.
"Dominic, it's two o'clock in the morning." Donald Arnold's voice was hoarse, complaining to Dominic about how he'd ruined his sleep.
"Sorry Dad, but I need your help with this."
"Oh, that's surprising. It's the rare time you say you need my help."
"Yes, someone is trying to steal something that I cherish very much. He seems to have prepared a very meticulous plan, while you still don't know who he is. So if you were me, what would you do?"
Usually he wouldn't ask his father's advice, unless he was really stuck or confused. And this time, the man named Frederick successfully aroused that feeling in him.
"Well, why do you need to know him?"
"Because he wants to steal my favorite things."
"When someone wants to take something from you, it's your job to stop him from doing so, not to try to figure out who he is. A thief is a thief, we are not the police, why do we need to find out his identity?"
Dominic seemed to come to his senses and realize something, he laughed, said a few words to his father then hung up.
He sat up and called Ethan.
"Yes sir."
"There's no need to find his information anymore." Dominic smirked, tapping his fingers on the table.
"Sir? So what should I do?"
"Wait for him to come and steal my things, then we'll round up."
"Sir, I don't quite understand what you mean."
"Send someone to monitor my fiancé, ensure her safety. But absolutely do not affect or interfere in her life."
“However, what if that man deliberately sought out Lady Esther?”
"Give him a while to look at it, he won't have eyes to see what doesn't belong to him anyway."
Hearing the murky voice coming from his boss's phone, Ethan chilled down his spine. He felt like he met death in the middle of the night. It must have been a long time since anyone dared to openly challenge Sir Dominic, that's why he showed this brutal and terrifying personality.
If people think Dominic is just cold and indifferent, they are wrong. He is actually a scary guy and not easy to tease.
Frederick probably still thinks he has successfully provoked Sir Dominic and will continue to approach Lady Esther Joan. But perhaps he should begin to be more careful, for his life depended on a single word from Sir Dominic.