The Plane Tickets He Hoarded The Wife He Hid novel Chapter 116

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After Drew managed to settle Joanna’s nerves somewhat, she remained restless

During Demetrius’s graduate years, whispers circulated that no women ever surrounded him. Some even grant father he was attracted to women at all. Then came that dinner at Aiden’s place, where he encountered kanna

Throughout that evening, Joanna bombarded Demetrius with questions, and he responded with endless ganence. To deservers, a seemed Demetrius had finally discovered someone who mattered.

Following that night, gossip spread through medical circles claiming Demetrius had been instantly smitten with a

As these stories reached Joanna’s cars, she began fantasizing about the day Demetrius might declare his feelings. In Grayment followed–Demetrius never made a move.

He pulled back instead.

At that time, Joanna had barely finished college while Demetrius had completed graduate school.

Even now, Joanna questioned whether Demetrius had harbored feelings for her back then.

Zain’s arrival had pushed Demetrius from her thoughts. Still, Demetrius remained unrivaled in medicine.

‘He must have felt something for me, right? Otherwise, why would all those rumors center on us? Joanna pondered.

Drew couldn’t decipher Joanna’s thoughts. Noticing her downcast expression, he assumed she was still worrying about her reseand attempted to lift her spirits.

“Joanna, you’re incredible. If this PhD is causing you stress, just drop it.

“Absolutely not,” Joanna shot back, determination blazing in her voice. “I’ll complete my PhD with outstanding marks. I’ll surpass Blanche and prove my worth to everyone.”

Drew suspected Demetrius had rattled her, but he spoke earnestly, “Whatever path you choose, pursue it. Zain, Nicholas, and 1–we’re all behind you.”

Blanche’s POV

After Demetrius and I departed the restaurant, we encountered Desmond’s vehicle.

Desmond emerged first, with Carry trailing behind.

Spotting Demetrius and me, Carry froze momentarily.

Still bitter about her broken toy, Carry ignored me. But seeing Demetrius, she paused before approaching him with a saccharine tone, “Hello, Mr. Jake.”

Demetrius appeared startled, shooting me a bewildered glance.

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I simply looked at him without speaking.

This marked the first time Carry had actively acknowledged Demetrius.

Both Demetrius and I felt confused, though Carry understood perfectly–Drew had mentioned Demetrius could assist Joanna. Despite her anger toward me, she made sure to charm Demetrius.

Demetrius gazed down at her, offering a warm smile. “Hello, Carry”

Carry peered up at him. “Mr. Jake, won’t you dine with us?”

Demetrius laughed softly. “No, we’re heading somewhere else for food.”

Carry quickly interjected, “But Miss Joanna has more questions for you.”

Both Demetrius and I were caught off guard. So Carry’s friendliness toward Demetrius stemmed from Joanna. Everything clicked into

place.

Demetrius’s eyes found mine as I turned away, the sting of betrayal evident. Carry continued clutching his sleeve, awaiting his response.

Demetrius knelt to her height, placing his hands gently on Carry’s shoulders. “Carry, may I ask you something?”

Carry beamed and nodded. “Ask me anything, Mr. Jake.”

Demetrius held Carry’s gaze. “Do you know what tomorrow is?”

Carry wrinkled her forehead, concentrating. “Saturday? Yesenia says Saturdays are for relaxation.”

Demetrius remained patient. “What about some time ago around this season? Did anything special happen?”

He recalled my post about Carry crafting a birthday card for me.

Carry shook her head, looking lost. “No, I don’t remember anything.”

Demetrius nearly mentioned the birthday card but stopped himself.

I grasped what he was attempting, but it no longer mattered. Carry’s affection had already shifted away from me.

So I cut Demetrius off, addressing Desmond, “Desmond, they’re expecting you inside. Take Carry in.”

Then I told Demetrius, “Demetrius, let’s find food. I’m rather hungry,”

Demetrius nodded and didn’t probe further. He simply accompanied me,

We chose another restaurant, and perhaps due to my low spirits, I ordered twelve beers.

Demetrius seemed ready to console me but appeared uncertain how to begin. He sat quietly beside me instead.

When our meal arrived, I began downing beers consecutively. After several drinks, tears escaped me. Fortunately, our private room allowed me to release my emotions freely.

Yet I was never one to lose composure–even during breakdowns, my tears remained silent and controlled.

“Demetrius, I’m divorcing,” I said, my voice shaking.

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“I battled so fiercely for this marriage, and now it’s become shackles binding me. I nearly died bringing my daughter into existence, and now she seems here purely to torture me.

“Where did I go wrong? I loved them completely–why are they treating me this way?”

Alcohol loosened my tongue, making me voice thoughts I’d never dare speak sober. I wept and questioned, but no answers came.

Even Demetrius could only stroke my hair tenderly, saying, “Blanche, this isn’t your fault. You truly gave everything”

My eyes puffy from crying, I nestled into Demetrius’s arms and drifted off.

When consciousness returned, I found myself in a car.

My head pounded, and as I massaged my temples, Demetrius’s gentle voice drifted from above, “Blanche, you’re awake?”

I glanced up, realizing I was lying across Demetrius’s lap. I attempted to sit up quickly, but Demetrius softly restrained me. “Easy. Sudden

movements will worsen your dizziness.”

Once I finally sat upright, I leaned against the seat and asked, “Demetrius, what time is it?”

Demetrius checked his watch. “Late in the afternoon.”

I paused, feeling mortified. “Sorry for the inconvenience.” I knew I’d gotten plastered and likely overshared.

Demetrius studied me, his refined features strikingly attractive. When he smiled, his eyes were mesmerizing. He didn’t acknowledge my

apology.

Instead, he spoke softly, “Blanche, happy birthday.”

My heart clenched. I averted my face, speechless.

Demetrius reached toward the passenger seat, retrieving a bouquet and bag, then offered me the flowers. “I planned to give these to you

today, but I purchased them yesterday.

“I wanted to be first to wish you happy birthday. Sorry, they’ve spent the night in the car, so they’re somewhat wilted.”

I looked down at the sunflowers. Taking the bouquet, my eyes still crimson, I said, “Thank you, Demetrius.”

Seeing me accept the flowers, Demetrius’s face lit up. “If you need divorce assistance, I can connect you with a lawyer.”

I shook my head. “I’ll speak with Zain directly when he returns from his business trip. If we can’t resolve things, then I’ll seek legal help.

Demetrius didn’t pressure me. He simply said gently, “Whatever happens, never compromise. You’ll always deserve the best.”

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