The Plane Tickets He Hoarded The Wife He Hid novel Chapter 226

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Zain’s POV

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Zain spotted Joanna’s bright smile and felt his own mouth curve upward. “Joanna, Drew and Nicholas are chilling in that VIP section. Why don’t you hang with them for a while? I need to duck out.”

When Joanna saw Zain getting ready to leave, she quickly objected, “Wait, Zain—Carry’s been asking to see you.”

Since that autumn trip, I’d barely visited Carry at all.

It wasn’t about being swamped with work or holding grudges. The real issue was Blanche’s decision to terminate her second pregnancy–it kept eating at me.

That’s why I rarely showed up at Blissfield Villa

anymore.

Oswald was staying there too, and whenever he

learned about Blanche’s choice, he completely lost it.

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Every time I came home, Oswald would lecture me about the whole mess. I was sick of it, honestly just irritated.

So I simply avoided going back.

Carry had been crashing at Joanna’s place these past few days. Ever since she’d blown up at Dorian, she’d been walking on eggshells, scared I might suddenly confront her about it.

But the truth was, I hadn’t brought up that incident at all.

Once the fear faded, Carry started panicking—what if I just didn’t care about her anymore?

If I still wanted her in my life, wouldn’t I have visited?

‘Maybe Dad doesn’t love me anymore?‘

That’s what Carry kept wondering.

After all that spiraling, Carry became super needy with Joanna, constantly seeking reassurance or validation for her fears.

Day after day, she’d pepper Joanna with the same

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questions–was I still her father, did I still care, could I still love her?

Joanna had been patient at first, but eventually it drove her nuts. That’s why she tracked me down tonight, hoping I’d stop by and give Carry the reassurance she craved.

Maybe if I showed up, Carry would quit driving Joanna crazy with all the constant worrying.

I paused, then told Joanna, “Not tonight. I’ve got something urgent to take care of.”

Seeing me brush her off, Joanna wondered, ‘Is he actually mad at me?‘

But dreading more of Carry’s whining, Joanna pushed again. “Carry can’t sleep, though. She’s been sobbing, saying she needs to see you and that you don’t want her around anymore.”

The moment she said that, my resolve cracked.

I reminded myself, ‘Blanche’s in the hospital–she’s not going to waste away or anything!’

Plus, she had the Callum and tons of friends watching

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over her.

After weighing it out, I finally gave in. “Fine, let’s go

back now.”

Hearing that, Joanna’s face lit up. “Zain, you’re

amazing. I knew you couldn’t stop caring about Carry.”

I didn’t answer, just walked quietly toward the exit.

Joanna followed, grabbing onto my sleeve.

At the parking garage, I tossed Joanna the keys. “I’ve had a few drinks–you drive.”

Joanna caught the keys and slid into the driver’s seat, looking anxious but determined.

I got in on the passenger side, patiently explaining how to work the gears and start the engine.

Joanna messed around with everything forever, but couldn’t get it running no matter what she tried.

After checking and double–checking, Joanna finally found the problem–I hadn’t buckled my seatbelt.

The car’s safety system wouldn’t let them drive with an unfastened passenger seatbelt.

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Since I’d been drinking, Joanna leaned over and

carefully fastened my seatbelt, her touch soft and attentive.

That exact moment got captured–an intimate, candid shot of the two of us, looking cozy together.

Once Joanna finally got us moving, she glanced over. “So where were you planning to go before this?”

I kept it simple. “Nothing important. Let’s head home.”

Joanna nodded, then smiled. “I’m free tomorrow–want to go shopping with me?”

I didn’t even hesitate. “Sure, I’ll come along.”

Blanche’s POV

After that intimate photo of them surfaced, the tabloids spun every detail, making them look like a devoted couple.

When I saw the headline exploding across social media, the pain kept me awake.

My body was riddled with over a hundred cuts and

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bruises, each one hurting differently.

Stuck in my own fragility, I could only try distracting myself with whatever I could find, just to keep my mind elsewhere.

But while scrolling, my eyes caught the trending story about Zain and Joanna–I gave it a quick, detached

glance.

Then I noticed another trending topic–this one about Amara Jerry.

[BREAKING! Popular Food Blogger Accused of Using Her Body for Business Deals!]

When I saw Amara’s name mixed up in that scandal, my heart jumped.

I clicked it, bracing for the worst, but surprisingly, the comments were much kinder than expected.

Sure, there were some trolls, but most responses were actually reasonable.

[Not everyone calling themselves a fan really means it. Look at the people in her stream asking that kind of stuff.]

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[I don’t see how the blogger was “using her body for deals.” Obviously she’s protecting herself—how’s that wrong?]

[Exactly! Her words were harsh, but seriously, who in Oakwood would dare mess with Zain?]

Reading all the supportive comments, I felt slightly

better.

But remembering what Amara had said, I still couldn’t shake this uneasy feeling.

So when Amara came back from the bathroom, I cut straight to it. “I saw the trending topic on Twitter.”

Amara stopped, laughed, and shrugged. “Just because you saw it doesn’t mean anyone’s actually going to try anything.”

I bit my lip, still worried. “But… what if someone really

does?”

Amara fired back instantly. “Then I’ll meet them. If it helps you get revenge or makes you feel better, I’m totally willing.”

Seeing my concerned expression, Amara flashed a

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comforting smile. “Chill, meeting them doesn’t mean I’ll actually do anything, okay?”

My panic spiked. “No, please don’t! What if someone really is targeting you physically? That’s way too risky -I don’t want you getting hurt.”

Noticing how shaken I was, Amara came to the bed and pulled me into a gentle hug. “Come here. Okay, I won’t go. Don’t stress about me, really.”

I burst into tears, clutching Amara’s shoulder as my voice shook. “Amara, I’m serious. Don’t joke about using your body for anything. I just want you safe and sound—nothing matters more to me than that.”

Amara softly rubbed my back. “I promise, I won’t go.”

**Callum Mansion. Second floor–Blanche’s

bedroom.**

With a quiet thud, a figure slipped smoothly through

the window.

The room was pitch black. Only weak light from outside made it nearly impossible to see the furniture

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or layout.

Vincent had visited plenty of times before, so he knew every inch of the space.

Even in total darkness, he could navigate straight to Blanche’s bed without needing light.

But when his hand touched the mattress edge, he felt no warmth–no sign she’d been there recently.

He slowly searched across the bed, confirming she

wasn’t there.

He checked the bathroom too, but found it empty.

Looking around the cold, lifeless room, Vincent’s mouth twisted in a bitter smile. ‘She’s definitely not home yet,‘ he thought.

Dropping all pretense, Vincent shed his jacket and stretched out on Blanche’s bed like he owned it.

It seemed like nobody had slept here in ages–the sheets had lost even the faintest hint of her scent.

Vincent scowled, suddenly missing that familiar fragrance more than he wanted to admit.

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Ever since Blanche started avoiding him, Vincent kept promising himself he wouldn’t set foot in the Callum Mansion again.

But honestly, he just couldn’t fight the urge anymore- it was too powerful to resist.

Screw self–control. He gave up trying to stay away and just showed up.

He thought, ‘Whatever Blanche’s reasons for keeping her distance–I love her, and I want her. That’s never changed.‘

‘Why should I always be the one walking on eggshells around her feelings just because she pulls back?‘ Vincent fumed internally.

Vincent realized now he’d been wrong–he shouldn’t have backed down when it came to his feelings.

Whether Blanche cared about him or not didn’t matter

at all.

What mattered was, he wouldn’t let her love–or lack of it–control his decisions.

Her feelings didn’t matter–he was determined to

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make her his.

And until the day she finally belonged to him, he

wouldn’t give up. Ever.

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