The Plane Tickets He Hoarded The Wife He Hid novel Chapter 273

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Blanche’s POV

Zain held Carry close, nuzzling the top of her head. Lowering his voice, he asked, “But when you got sick before, didn’t you always want Mom to look after you?”

When she heard him, Carry started to sob quietly, her cries barely audible.

Because of her fever, she was too exhausted to make a fuss or put up a fight; all she could do was let her tears speak for her, refusing Zain in silence.

Seeing his daughter like this, Zain let out a helpless sigh.

I hung back, arms crossed, making no move to help out or even offer Carry a single word of comfort–I wasn’t interested, plain and simple.

In my mind, kids catch fevers all the time. It’s just part of growing up, and as soon as this flu was over, Carry would bounce right back. No need to fuss about it.

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The only reason I could remain so detached was because I knew Carry wasn’t in any real danger–so why worry?

Zain glanced over at me, standing off to the side like I was just an outsider, as if none of this had anything to do with me.

After a moment’s hesitation, he carried Carry over to

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Then he spoke up, “Why don’t you hold Carry for a bit?”

Carry seemed to realize what was about to happen, and somehow managed to find a burst of energy. She yelled defiantly, “No! I don’t want the mean mommy holding me! I want Miss Joanna! I want Miss Joanna!”

As she shouted, she started flailing and kicking at Zain as hard as she could.

Zain frowned, glaring down at Carry, his anger almost ready to boil over.

But when his eyes fell on Carry’s pale little face, all the harsh words he was about to spit out got stuck in his

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throat.

Seeing how upset Carry was, Joanna stepped forward, reaching out her arms to Zain. “Zain, let me hold her instead,” she offered softly.

As soon as Carry heard Joanna’s voice, she immediately lunged toward her without hesitation.

Zain saw this and had no choice but to let go.

Joanna hugged Carry tightly, gently patting her back. With each touch, Carry’s crying faded away, replaced by an unusual calmness.

Once Carry stopped crying, Joanna looked up at Zain and said, “Zain, that’s just how kids are. What they like today might change as they get older. Don’t force her too much, okay? Besides, she’s still running a fever.”

Zain heard Joanna’s words and simply stayed quiet–he didn’t argue or go along.

I remained off to the side, not saying a single word.

Seeing neither of us spoke up, Joanna gave Carry a gentle smile and softly asked, “Carry, want me to tuck you in?”

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Carry, her head nestled on Joanna’s shoulder, replied

with a sleepy little “Mm–hmm.”

Joanna carried Carry back to her bed and kept

soothing her to sleep.

Meanwhile, Zain broke eye contact with Joanna and

glanced over at me, catching my gaze as I watched him

too.

I wasn’t bothered. I quirked a faint smile, almost teasing, and said, “Looks like I’m just extra around here–guess I’ll head off then.”

Zain regarded me, a flash of worry flickering in his eyes as he asked, “Where will you go?”

I paused to think, then answered, “Back to the Callum

Mansion.”

Hearing this, Zain quickly said, “Let me give you a ride.”

I turned him down right away, saying, “That’s not necessary. I’ll just catch a cab. Carry needs you way more than I do right now.”

Zain didn’t press me. He simply said softly, “At least let

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me walk you out.”

I didn’t argue anymore–might as well let him have his way, I thought, shrugging it off.

Leaving the hospital room in silence, Zain and I walked all the way to the main entrance without exchanging a single word.

The air between us remained heavy and oddly intense, the quiet stretching on, almost eerie.

Stepping outside, the early winter wind whipped against our faces, so cold it stung our cheeks to the bone.

I stood at the street corner, turned to Zain, and said, “I’m getting a cab. You go on back.”

The wind whipped at Zain‘ coat and tossed his hair everywhere, but even standing out there in the cold, he still looked ridiculously handsome.

Worry creased his face as he looked at me. “Let me drive you back to Blissfield Villa.”

I shook my head. “No, it’s fine. I’ll just go back to Callum Mansion.”

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With that, I stuck my arm out to flag down a cab.

As the taxi rolled to a stop by the curb, I was just about to climb in.

But right then, Zain suddenly called my name, “Blanche.”

I squeezed my eyes shut for a second–I was definitely running out of patience–but still turned around to look at him.

I grumbled, “What is it?”

With the wind whipping around us, Zain‘ words reached me, ragged but clear: “Carry’s behaving this way toward you. Have you ever considered whether maybe part of it is on you?”

I let out a dry laugh, rolling my eyes. “Oh, really? Why don’t you spell it out–what’s wrong with me?”

Zain replied without hesitation, “You don’t care about her the way you used to.”

He said it like it was a fact, completely certain.

I gave a short laugh, not bothering to explain. “Yeah, if you say so.”

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Seeing my cold, distant attitude, Zain frowned, clearly annoyed. “Why are you acting like this?”

I replied, “Why bother arguing if that’s all you see?”

With that, I didn’t wait for Zain to respond. I climbed

into the taxi and shut the door.

Zain’s POV

After the taxi drove off, I just stood there for a while, rooted to the spot.

I stared off into the distance, feeling a swirl of mixed

emotions I couldn’t even name.

My hand went to my pocket for a cigarette, but with the wind howling around me, I didn’t bother trying to light up and just let it drop.

It wasn’t until the freezing wind had whipped at me for over ten minutes that I finally turned back toward the hospital.

As I made my way back to the inpatient ward, Joanna had just finished soothing Carry and was stepping out

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of the room. Spotting the troubled look on my face, she hurried over, anxiety showing in her eyes. “Zain, are you upset?”

I shot her a glance and muttered, “Yeah.”

Joanna offered me a gentle smile. “Carry’s already asleep. Why don’t I keep you company for a walk?”

I replied softly, “No, that’s alright. It’s nothing”

But Joanna still looked uneasy. She kept asking, “Is it

about work?”

I didn’t feel like talking anymore. I said, “It’s late. You should get some rest.”

With that, I turned to walk toward the end of the hallway.

I felt restless and weighed down inside, needing a cigarette to clear my mind.

Seeing me turn to leave, Joanna quickly called after me, “Zain, where are you going?”

I stopped in my tracks and replied, “I’m just stepping out for a smoke. I’ll be right back.”

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With that, I started to walk away.

But in that moment, Joanna couldn’t stop herself–she hurried over and hugged me tightly from behind, pressing her face against the back of my shirt. Her voice was choked with emotion as she asked, “Zain, do you still mean it, what you said about marrying me?”

I paused for a second, glancing down to see Joanna’s fingers laced tightly around my waist.

I froze for a moment, then softly replied, “Yeah.”

Joanna hugged me even tighter, her voice choked up as she murmured, “I’ll marry you, Zain. Let’s get married.”

But instead of feeling happy, I simply answered in a quiet, almost indifferent tone, “I know.”

Joanna circled around to face me, her finger gently poking at my waist as she asked in a soft, almost teasing whisper, “So… how much longer do we have to wait?”

I caught her wandering hand, locking my gaze with hers. I answered with quiet resolve, “After I divorce

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Joanna’s face finally lit up with a real smile. She

stepped right up to me, rose onto tiptoes, and leaned in close–her lips almost brushing my ear–as she whispered softly, “Zain, I do. And I want nothing more than to marry you.”

But inside, I felt nothing. Not a single ripple of emotion stirred in my heart.

My face stayed utterly serious as I gently moved her aside, saying, “I know. You should get some rest.”

With that, I turned away and walked off, vanishing around the corner without another word.

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