His Mistress is His Ex-Wife Chapter 87: Aloofness

Sasha needed soone to talk to. She was so upset and frustrated because Dominique was avoiding her. He didn’t return ho last night. He wasn’t answering his phone.

"I hate this! Dominique is so unfair. How could he be so harsh to ?" Sasha began ranting. She was currently in lissa’s clinic. She was already drunk because she had a few drinks outside before coming to lissa’s clinic.

lissa sat beside her, listening attentively. She even rubbed Sasha’s back to comfort her. Sasha had been crying for a while now.

"Why did you argue?" lissa asked her curiously.

"It’s because of his ex-wife!" Sasha exclaid, gritting her teeth.

"But she’s already dead. Don’t tell he still loves her?" lissa gasped in disbelief.

"Of course not! He didn’t love her. He just felt sorry for her since Sabrina was pitiful!" Sasha was in denial. She didn’t want to acknowledge that Dominique was in love with Sabrina for real.

Sasha turned to lissa, grabbing her shoulders. "l, what should I do now? Dominique doesn’t want to do the artificial insemination anymore! How can I get pregnant with his child if he won’t cooperate with ?!" Sasha felt so desperate. She didn’t know how she would convince Dominique. He didn’t want to talk to her.

lissa took a deep sigh. "Stop panicking, Sasha. Just wait for Dominique to cool down. He might be angry today but later on, his anger will eventually disappear. I know the two of you will still reconcile. You can both fix this and talk it out."

But Sasha shook her head vehently. "No! Dominique is stubborn. He refuses to communicate with . He even wanted to end things between us! Bearing his child is the only solution I can think of to keep my status as Mrs. Smith. If we have a child together, he’ll have no choice but to stay with ."

"Alright. Since he doesn’t want to cooperate with you in doing the artificial insemination, then you only have one option left– Force him! If you have to threaten him, then do it!" lissa suggested.

Sasha stopped crying when she heard lissa’s opinion. It was a good idea! Wiping her tears away, Sasha bobbed her head with a grateful smile on her face. "Thank you, lissa. You just gave an idea of what I should do. It’s either I force him without his consent or threaten him so that he would agree!"

"Yeah. You can even knock him down, bring him to the hospital, and let the doctor extract his sperm without his knowledge. So you don’t have to worry about it. Stop crying." lissa gently stroked her hair.

"That’s right! I’ll still continue the artificial insemination. No one can stop from conceiving Dominique’s child," she declared with conviction.

"That’s our girl! Soone who doesn’t give up easily!" lissa kept encouraging her.

"By the way, aren’t you going to work today? You said your product endorsers from foreign countries have arrived in York City. Who is facilitating their needs and accommodation?"

Sasha just lazily waved her hand. "That’s the job of our marketing coordinator. I’ve already given my team so instructions. I delegate the tasks to each one of them. Tomorrow, we will start the photoshoot."

"Alright. Here, drink hot tea for you to sober up a little." lissa made sure to take good care of her friend.

Sasha nodded in understanding, before taking a sip of the hot tea. "Let use your bathroom as well. I’m just gonna take a quick shower to freshen myself. May I borrow your clothes as well?"

lissa giggled softly as she bobbed her head. "Sure. I have extra clothes and underwear in my drawer. Use them."

Sasha finished drinking her tea before standing up. "l, if you are not busy, can you accompany to Club V?"

"Why? It’s too early to go there." lissa looked at Sasha in puzzlent.

"We need to be an early bird to catch soone. I want to see Mr. V and express my gratitude for saving once."

Sasha and her friends had been going to V Club for the past few nights, unfortunately, Vladimir was not around. Today, she would try another attempt to see Mr. V. This was also her way of diverting her attention away from Dominique.

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[ At V Club... ]

Vladimir did his usual daily inspection today, visiting the V Club. It was already 6:30 in the evening and his staff were preparing for the opening of the club.

Vladimir had just settled down at the bar counter when Brandon approached him.

"Boss, two ladies are looking for you. They are waiting at the entrance. Should I let them in?" Brandon recognized the two won since they had been visiting the club lately. They often asked about Vladimir’s whereabouts.

Vladimir’s eyebrow knitted into a deep frown when he heard him. "Do I know them?"

"One of them was the woman whom you saved from the gang. She had been looking for you for the past few nights." Brandon inford him.

He thought his Big Boss had changed and he would entertain the ladies since they witnessed Vladimir bringing Athena into the club. Surprisingly, they saw Vladimir’s soft side while interacting with a woman.

"I don’t have business with them. Why would I see them?" Vladimir responded coldly. He wasn’t interested in eting those won. For him, it was just a waste of ti. The only woman who could get his full attention was Athena.

Brandon was rendered speechless. His boss was back to being indifferent toward other won.

’Uhm, so Miss Athena is the only exception. I’m so stupid to think our Big Boss would entertain other won.’ Brandon just smiled sheepishly at his thoughts.

"Okay, Boss. I understand."

After talking to Vladimir, Brandon returned to the entrance where Sasha and lissa were waiting.

"I’m so sorry, Ladies, but my Boss is busy. He can’t see you," Brandon politely inford them.

Sasha felt disheartened after hearing that. She was so excited to see Vladimir once again. When Brandon told them Vladimir was inside the Club, she felt so happy. She thought Vladimir would also want to see her, after all, she and Vladimir spent a night together in a hotel last ti. Sasha was still clueless that the person with her was not Vladimir.

"Brandon, that’s your na, right?" Sasha would try her luck again.

"Yes, Ma’am. I’m Brandon."

"Brandon, please let us in. I will not disturb your Boss. It will only take a few minutes. I just want to thank him personally for saving . Please!" Sasha rubbed her palms together as she put on a pleading look on her face. She was so determined to have a glimpse of Vladimir and talk to him even for a short ti.

Brandon didn’t know what to say. He was hesitating. If Vladimir was not in a good mood, he would surely act rudely toward these won.

He was trying to save them from Vladimir’s scary behavior, yet they were persistent on seeing and eting him tonight.

’I’m afraid that my Boss will end up breaking these won’s hearts. He is not a friendly type.’ Brandon thought to himself as he hesitated.

"Please, Mr. Brandon. You can let my friend in. I’ll stay behind," lissa butted in, still convincing Brandon.

Eventually, Brandon gave in to the won’s request. Taking a deep sigh, he opened the door for Sasha.

"Okay, Miss Sasha. Please make it fast."

Sasha’s face lit up with anticipation when the door was pushed open. "Thanks, Brandon!"

Without further ado, Sasha stepped inside the club with a wide smile on her face. She was holding two paper bags. She would give them to Vladimir. She bought him a gift– an expensive wristwatch. Then she also brought the clothes he bought for her. She wanted to return it and check what would be his reaction.

"Miss Sasha, wait!" Brandon was chasing after her but she ignored him. She ran in Vladimir’s direction. She saw him sitting at the bar counter.

"Mr. V!" Sasha called him out with her elated voice, her eyes gleaming with joy as she looked at him.

On the other hand, Vladimir’s face contorted at the sudden arrival of Sasha who interrupted him.

"Who are you? The Club is still closed. Who let you in?" Vladimir asked in his stern cold voice.

He didn’t recognize Sasha. Besides, he never paid attention to her so he would never rember her in the first place.

Sasha was taken aback for a mont. She didn’t expect that Vladimir would be indifferent toward him.

’Did he forget about that night? Or he is just pretending not to know ?’ Sasha pondered to herself.

Facing Vladimir’s cold attitude, Sasha tried to keep her composure, smiling at him.

"I was the woman whom you saved. I’m here to thank you personally. Please accept this as my token of gratitude." Sasha handed him the small box containing the wristwatch.

The crease on Vladimir’s forehead deepened further when he saw the rectangular box. He would never accept a gift from a stranger.

"I don’t need it." He nonchalantly said. Vladimir stood up, planning to leave.

But before he could take another step, Sasha grabbed his elbow thus stopping him. Vladimir’s eyes set ablaze, irritation evident on his face.

"Let. Go!" Vladimir declared through his gritted teeth. He didn’t like being touched by won.

Intimidated by his chilly aura, Sasha instinctively released Vladimir’s elbow. ’What’s wrong with him? He was so different when we had sex. He was so passionate at that ti. But now, he is so aloof and distant.’