The Officer's Runaway Wife & Secret Son novel Chapter 167

Rhys stared at the "Transfer Returned" notification and the accompanying note on his phone screen for a long time, motionless.

Clara had always had a sharp tongue; she was spirited and never one to suffer in silence.

But those thorns had always been directed outward. She had never turned them against their home, and certainly never against him.

Now, she hated him.

She had grouped him and Margot together as "the dead."

Rhys closed his eyes, his mind filled with that fleeing figure in the ultrasound room.

Even if that person really had been Clara, he probably wouldn't have dared to approach her.

He couldn't even bring himself to ask, "How are you?" How could he possibly face her?

"Captain Huntington?"

Jason poked his head into the office after knocking. "Um, Ms. West is here with Margot. They're in the reception room."

Rhys opened his eyes, his brow furrowing. "Did she say what she wants?"

"No."

His expression darkened. He grabbed his jacket from the back of the chair and strode out.

In the reception room, Veronica West and Margot were seated with untouched disposable cups of water in front of them.

Seeing Rhys enter, Margot's eyes flickered, and she stood up. "Rhys."

Rhys ignored her and looked at Veronica. "Didn't I say not to come to the station to find me?"

Veronica looked displeased. "You've been a ghost for over ten days—won't answer calls, won't meet up. Can't I come see you? Look at you. Unshaven, a mess. What do you look like?"

"You don't need to worry about what I look like."

Rhys stood at the doorway, showing no intention of entering. "If there's nothing else, you can leave."

Margot hurriedly interjected, "Rhys, are you still blaming me? About the text messages... I really know I was wrong. Clara, she..."

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