The Plane Tickets He Hoarded The Wife He Hid novel Chapter 210

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Blanche’s POV

As Vincent walked past with some actress hanging on his arm, I kept my eyes glued to my phone while Demetrius quietly filled my cup with hot water.

When the cup was full, Demetrius pushed it toward me. “Oakwood’s pretty dry. Drink some hot water—it’ll help your throat.”

I finally looked up at Demetrius, my lips pulling into a soft smile. “Thanks, Demetrius. You always think of everything.”

Vincent wrapped his arm tight around the actress’s waist, and whether he was deliberately slowing down or they were just stuck together, they took forever to cross the room.

When they passed my table, Vincent didn’t hurry to sit. Instead, he hung around, shamelessly making out with the actress right in front of everyone, like he wanted to put on a damn show.

The place was crowded, but Vincent didn’t give a shit.

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His hand stayed locked on the actress’s waist while she pressed against his chest, both acting like they owned the world.

“Mr. Aarav, you’re such a tease,” the actress purred, her voice dripping honey. “Holding me this tight… aren’t you worried I’ll get all worked up?”

She wasn’t hiding anything–every word was pure invitation, bold as hell.

Her hand traced across Vincent’s abs without shame.

Vincent’s smirk grew wider as he stared down at her. “With you grinding against me like this, who else is gonna melt?”

He laughed loud and rough, clearly eating it up.

They were right in front of me, every dirty word floating straight to my ears.

Demetrius noticed me pressing my lips tight.

He reached over and touched my forehead gently, worry creeping into his voice. “What’s wrong? You feeling sick?”

I shook my head, forcing a small smile. “No, really. I’m fine.”

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Demetrius could tell I wasn’t being honest, but he didn’t think it had anything to do with Vincent.

Honestly, it’s not like I give a damn about Vincent anymore. What gets me is realizing I actually got all twisted up over something he pulled.

I knew from day one that Vincent was just messing around, but somehow I still bought into it like an idiot.

Looking back, I’m more pissed at myself for being so clueless than anything else.

After their gross display, Vincent and the actress finally sat down at the table to my front left–close enough that I couldn’t miss a thing.

From where I sat, I had a perfect view of every move

they made–nothing got past me.

Even when I wasn’t trying to watch, I’d catch them in my peripheral vision.

The second they sat down, the actress glued herself to Vincent like she couldn’t survive without touching

him.

Vincent started ordering, pointing at dishes on the menu, asking her over and over, “You want this?”

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The actress shook her head at anything she didn’t like, and if something caught her eye, she’d nod like it was pure gold.

What should’ve taken a few minutes stretched into much longer, with her fussing over every damn choice.

The waiter just stood there and took it, waiting it out.

By the time Vincent and his girl finally finished their endless order, Demetrius and I were already halfway done eating.

Demetrius spooned some pork rib soup into a bowl, set it in front of me gently, and smiled. “You’ve been getting thinner. Try to eat more, okay?”

I flashed him a quick smile. “I will.”

Demetrius kept loading food onto my plate until it was overflowing. “Demetrius, quit treating me like I’m about to starve,” I joked.

I meant it as a tease, but Demetrius got all serious. “You’re not starving,” he said, completely earnest. “You’re adorable. And gorgeous too.”

My ears went hot as fire at his words.

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Demetrius was brutally honest–he never joked about stuff like this.

I cringed at how I’d just blurted that out.

Over at Vincent’s table, the waiter finally brought their

food.

Once their dishes arrived, the actress curled into Vincent’s arms, her voice sticky sweet and whining. “Feed me, Vincent. Please? Pretty please?”

Vincent grinned down at her. “Say ‘husband,’ and I’ll feed you myself.”

The actress’s cheeks turned red. She tapped Vincent’s chest playfully, her voice low and teasing. “Oh, Mr. Aarav, you’re so bad! Didn’t I call you that enough times last night in bed?”

Vincent dipped his head, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “I want to hear it again. Come on, say it one

more time.”

The actress straightened up, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, “Husband.”

Hearing that, Vincent gave her waist a playful squeeze, his voice thick with heat. “Damn, sweetheart, you

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sound incredible when you call me that.”

He grabbed his chopsticks with a grin and started feeding her himself, every movement careful and spoiling.

The restaurant was packed, but Vincent didn’t care what anyone thought.

I watched every bit of their flirting, but all I did was smile faintly–none of it got to me anymore.

As we finished eating, I stood up and turned to Demetrius. “Demetrius, let’s go.”

Demetrius got up too, gently taking my bag, and nodded softly. “Alright.”

On our way out, I didn’t even glance toward Vincent- he wasn’t worth my attention anymore.

He was always that famous player–being surrounded by beautiful women was just his thing, nothing new.

Besides, we never belonged in the same world anyway.

I never really expected anything from him; from the beginning, I’d only thought of Vincent as a friend.

I just got confused for a while because he could be so

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sweet sometimes.

Honestly, this was probably for the best. Everyone could live their own lives, and if we just stayed out of each other’s way from now on, that would be perfect.

At the cashier, I quickly pulled up my payment code, ready to pay. But Demetrius covered my phone with his hand before I could scan it. “Blanche, let me handle

this.”

I immediately protested–I’d promised to buy him dinner. Playfully reaching for his phone, I insisted, “Demetrius, come on. I said this meal’s on me. Let me

pay!”

As Demetrius pulled his phone away, I lunged forward to grab it, but his quick movement threw me off balance and sent me stumbling straight toward him.

I ended up falling right into his arms, my hand flat against his chest.

Without thinking, Demetrius caught me and held me steady, his hand automatically finding my waist.

Right then, I was practically pressed against him.

Demetrius looked down, worry filling his voice.

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“Blanche, are you okay?”

I shook my head gently and managed a quick smile. “I’m fine.”

I tried to slip out of Demetrius’s arms, but he kept his hand gently on my shoulder and said softly, “Let me take care of it, okay?”

At this point, I didn’t give a damn about the bill–I just wanted out of his embrace as fast as possible.

I nodded quickly. “Okay.”

Demetrius smiled and let me go, handing his phone to the cashier to pay.

After he paid, he turned to me. “Come on, I’ll drive you home.”

But I was spacing out and didn’t catch what he said.

When he noticed I didn’t respond, Demetrius just smiled softly, took my arm gently, and walked me out of the restaurant.

Vincent’s POV

As soon as Blanche and Demetrius stood to leave,

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Vincent unwrapped his arm from the actress’s waist and stopped feeding her.

He just sat there, staring at the table full of food, face turning cold and stone–silent.

his

The actress picked up on his mood and went quiet, not daring to make a sound.

It wasn’t until Demetrius’s voice called out from the door-“Are you okay?“–that Vincent jerked his head around, only to see Blanche in Demetrius’s arms.

Jealousy exploded in his eyes, burning wild and hot.

The chopsticks in his hand, the ones he’d just used to feed the actress, snapped in half with a vicious crack.

Bamboo splinters drove deep into his flesh as the chopsticks broke.

The actress jumped at the sharp sound, shrinking back in terror, her face going white as she stared at

Vincent.

Playing this role could set her up for a decade in Hollywood. Seriously, who would turn that down?

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