His Unveiled Passion novel Chapter 67

Three days later, Wendy stood outside the hotel suite door and knocked on it several times.

"Zachary, are you in there?"

There was no reply.

Wendy frowned and then pulled out her phone to dial his number.

The phone rang for a long time before it eventually went to voicemail.

Since they returned from Uriah's place that day, she had completely lost contact with Zachary.

He didn't reply to her messages and never answered her calls. Now, he wouldn't even open the door for her.

She had checked with the hotel receptionist and they had confirmed that Zachary hadn't checked out.

She pounded on the door with her fist and yelled, "Zachary, open this door immediately! If you don't, I'll keep knocking until you do!"

Wendy continued to knock for a solid ten minutes before the door finally opened.

The smell of cigarettes and alcohol immediately washed over her, making her gag involuntarily.

"What is that awful smell?" Wendy pinched her nose and grimaced.

She looked at Zachary then and noticed his sunken eyes, unshaven and greasy face, as well as the overpowering stench of smoke and alcohol clinging to him. It seemed like he hadn't showered in days.

Suppressing the need to gag, Wendy asked, "What happened to you?"

Zachary's eyes were dull and lifeless. He asked, "What do you want?"

"I haven't been able to contact you for days, so I got worried." Wendy pushed the door open and walked inside the room.

The curtains were tightly shut, and the lights were turned off. Despite the daylight outside, the room was pitch black.

Wendy frowned as she reached to turn on the lights.

The spacious suite had empty alcohol bottles scattered all across the living room, and the ashtray on the table was overflowing with cigarette butts, with ash scattered everywhere.

Wendy turned on the ventilation system, then drew the curtains and opened the window to let in some fresh air.