The Plane Tickets He Hoarded The Wife He Hid novel Chapter 167

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167 Chapter 167 Isolated With Nobody Around

167 Chapter 167 Isolated With Nobody Around

Blanche’s POV 1

Vincent’s grin felt toxic, seeping into my skin like venom.

I stared at him, sensing myself being drawn in. Quickly, I turned my head and pulled away from his hold.

‘What’s Vincent really trying to accomplish here? I thought to myself. His motives remained unclear, and I couldn’t risk believing

anything he said.

Trusting him would only bring me heartache in a reality where deception and honesty blurred together.

Even after breaking free, I could still sense his eyes following me.

The dancing commenced. Kingsley, Zain, and Drew swiftly located their partners, while I remained standing in the crowd. Others

attempted conversations, and though I responded with courteous smiles, I showed no interest in participating in the dance.

Vincent lingered nearby, silently staying by my side.

The space filled with giggles and conversations, but this vibrant atmosphere wasn’t where I belonged. I felt completely displaced.

On the platform, Joanna performed at the piano, capturing everyone’s focus. Every gaze in the venue was drawn to her.

All at once, I recalled Drew’s comment:

Joanna was an absolute sensation, meant to dazzle wherever she appeared.

And he was right. Joanna consistently drew all attention.

I couldn’t bear staying there another moment and chose to go outside for air.

However, before I could exit, a piercing shriek cut through the melody.

I spun around just as Zain pushed his dance partner away and rushed toward the platform.

An object had dropped from overhead, hitting Joanna.

She lay on the floor, motionless.

Zain jumped onto the stage and lifted Joanna into his arms.

Drew ran forward, shouting frantically, “Joanna!”

Nathan rushed over too, yelling with concern, “Joanna?”

Zain carried Joanna from the stage, directing Drew and Nathan, “Drew, Nathan, go prepare the vehicle.”

Both men nodded and sprinted toward the exit.

As they hurried by, a gust of wind swept past me,

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Vincent moved in front of me defensively, protecting me from the commotion.

Everyone was so concerned about Joanna that they all rushed away quickly.

With such a serious incident occurring, Wayne immediately worked to reassure the guests, then departed for the hospital.

With the event organizers gone, I had no purpose remaining.

I turned to go, but Vincent caught up, possessively grasping my hand. “I’ll drive you home,” he declared.

I didn’t resist, allowing him to lead.

During the entire journey back, Vincent remained completely silent.

I couldn’t understand why, and I didn’t feel like asking.

Only when we arrived at the Callum Mansion did his voice finally pierce the quiet, carrying a hint of pain. “Why won’t you talk to me?”

I froze, my hand on the door handle, looking at him with bewilderment.

Vincent noticed my expression and looked away. “If you’re avoiding me because of my earlier words, then forget I said them. Act like it

never happened.”

He feared that I would pull back again, cutting off his chances to get closer.

He desired me intensely, but if I rejected him, he wouldn’t push.

Perhaps he should have kept those thoughts private.

His statement left me speechless. I wasn’t avoiding him; I simply didn’t want to sink deeper.

I studied Vincent for several moments before finally responding, “Vincent, you’re a decent person. Perhaps we’re better suited as

friends.”

Vincent’s eyes grew wide with shock, but he answered immediately, “Then I’m not taking anything back.”

I was shocked by his response. “You…”

“Just exit the car,” he said coldly, looking straight forward.

I released a frustrated sigh and attempted to reason with him, “Vincent, don’t act this way.”

Vincent faced me, darkness concealing his features. He displayed a mischievous smile and whispered, “Sweetheart, you’re still here.

Planning to spend the night at my place or something?”

He reached toward the ignition like he might drive away.

I quickly opened the door and got out.

Vincent observed me standing on the curb, then lowered the passenger window and said, “Head inside. I’ll watch until you’re safe, then

leave.”

That arrogant demeanor from moments ago vanished instantly; now, only his concern for me remained.

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His unpredictable behavior left me confused.

Without saying more, I walked toward the Callum Mansion.

Vincent watched me enter, then collapsed against his seat, rubbing his forehead, weariness covering his face.

In the stillness, he retrieved a cigarette but paused, recalling how I despised the odor. With a breath, he returned it to his pocket.

For me, even his personal limits didn’t matter.

At Blissfield Villa, Carry woke from a bad dream and started crying.

Downstairs, Heidi was wrapping up her tasks when she heard Carry’s sobs and hurried upstairs.

She opened the bedroom door and discovered Carry on the large bed, weeping uncontrollably.

“Carry, what happened?” Heidi asked, rushing to the bed and leaning down to lift Carry up, her voice filled with worry.

Carry pressed her face against Heidi’s chest, wailing, “Heidi, I had a scary dream. I dreamed that Dad and Miss Joanna abandoned me.”

Heidi rubbed her hair. “Sweetie, that was only a dream. Mr. Jacob and Miss Vins are at a celebration. They’ll return shortly.”

“Then why haven’t they come home yet?” Carry whimpered, tears running down her face.

Heidi glanced at the wall clock. It was already after 2 AM.

Heidi wasn’t sure how to respond.

After considering briefly, she managed a comforting smile and consoled her, “Don’t worry, Carry. They must be running late.”

“I want to phone Dad,” Carry said, fighting back more sobs.

Heidi hesitated but agreed.

She called Zain’s number, but got no response.

Carry’s expression fell. “Heidi, Dad has forgotten about me! Waaaaah…” she wailed.

Heidi paced the room with Carry in her arms, swaying her softly, but nothing soothed her.

Eventually, Heidi carefully suggested, “Carry, would you like to call your mom?”

At that, Carry’s tears ceased immediately. She considered thoughtfully, then nodded slightly. “Yes.”

Heidi understood right away. Carry simply wanted her mom.

Who wouldn’t long for their mother at that age?

Carry was just five. Even if she enjoyed time with Joanna, her mom was irreplaceable.

Carry likely didn’t even understand what was truly troubling her, so she cried to release those emotions.

Heidi dialed Blanche’s number.

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When someone answered, Heidi passed the phone to Carry. “Go ahead, speak to your mom.”

But Carry merely looked at it, then turned away, remaining silent.

Heidi was about to console her when Blanche’s voice came through. “Hello?”

Carry’s attention sharpened, hoping her mom would ask about her.

Heidi offered the phone to Carry again, urging her to accept it.

But Carry just stared and refused to take the phone.

So Heidi retrieved the phone and told Blanche, “Mrs. Jacob, Carry says she misses you.”

Heidi was attempting to improve the relationship between Blanche and Carry.

But Carry protested immediately, “Heidi! I never said that! I miss Dad and Joanna!”

I heard my daughter’s rejection clearly.

I had just arrived home, barely managed to remove my makeup, and hadn’t even showered yet.

I was already drained, and for some reason, hearing Carry say that irritated me slightly.

So, without thinking about how it would sound, I snapped, “Heidi, Carry doesn’t miss me. She’s just feeling isolated with nobody around.”

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