The Plane Tickets He Hoarded The Wife He Hid novel Chapter 277

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Blanche’s POV

The moment I settled back into my seat, Quinton’s icy stare cut right through me.

His cold gaze lingered before he spoke. “Go stay with Camila. Unless someone specifically asks for you, remain upstairs.”

After his words, I couldn’t stop myself from glancing worriedly at Vincent.

Vincent noticed my concern. Despite the obvious tension in his shoulders, he managed a comforting smile. “Hey, don’t stress about me. I’ll be alright. Go take care of what you need to.”

Uneasiness still gnawed at me, but I had no other option than to leave.

Once upstairs, I crept quietly into Camila’s bedroom.

The little one was sound asleep, so I decided to let her

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But with Vincent alone downstairs, anxiety kept

creeping up on me.

Camila must have sensed someone’s presence because she stirred awake at just the right moment.

She rubbed her drowsy eyes, blinked at the silhouette in her room, and whispered hesitantly, “Aunt Blanche?”

Hearing Camila’s voice, I pushed my concerns about Vincent aside for now, moved to her bedside, sat down, and gently touched her cheek. “Yes, sweetie, it’s

me.”

Camila secretly pinched herself, and realizing this wasn’t a dream, she shot upright and threw herself into my arms, tears flowing freely. “Aunt Blanche, you came back! I missed you so, so much.”

I wrapped Camila in my embrace and softly stroked her hair, speaking in a gentle, coaxing tone, “Camila, could you do Aunt Blanche a favor?”

Camila bobbed her head enthusiastically. “Yes!”

I leaned close to Camila’s ear and whispered, “Mr.

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Aarav is downstairs right now. Could you go tell him that Aunt Blanche has a stomachache?”

Camila stopped, eyes widening. “For real? Does your stomach hurt, Aunt Blanche?”

Her tiny fingers were about to poke my belly to investigate.

I gently intercepted Camila’s small hand and smiled. “Camila, my stomach’s fine. I just need you to go downstairs and tell Mr. Aarav that Aunt Blanche has a stomachache, okay?”

Camila nodded, though clearly puzzled. “Okay, I’ll go

now.”

Camila slipped on her fluffy slippers, still wearing her kiddie pajamas, and hurried downstairs.

Downstairs, everyone sat around the dining table, the atmosphere thick with tension.

Camila rushed in, her small feet padding across the floor, and immediately all eyes focused on her.

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She ignored everyone else and headed straight for

Vincent.

“Mr. Aarav, Aunt Blanche’s upstairs. She… she says stomach hurts,” Camila announced.

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Vincent’s pulse quickened, worry instantly creasing his features.

But considering Blanche’s character, she’d never claim a stomachache unless she truly needed to.

Really, he could tell Blanche was simply offering him an out—a graceful excuse.

Still, this confrontation was inevitable. Better to face it

head–on now.

With that resolve, Vincent gently drew Camila to his side and spoke quietly, “Camila, go tell Aunt Blanche that Mr. Aarav understands. Once I win this fight, I’ll come upstairs to see her.”

Camila looked completely bewildered, glancing at Vincent–she started to speak twice but just mumbled an uncertain “Okay.”

Vincent reached out and tenderly touched Camila’s

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check, his smile warm and reassuring. “Don’t worry, little one. Mr. Aarav truly cares about Aunt Blanche, alright?”

Camila still seemed half–convinced, but nodded anyway. “Okay.”

With that, Camila turned toward the stairs.

But then Quinton’s expression hardened.

He called after Camila, “Go upstairs and tell Aunt Blanche that if she continues these games, she’ll need to come down here herself.”

Camila didn’t fully grasp what the grown–ups were discussing, but she memorized every word carefully. She beamed up at Quinton and chirped, “Got it, Dad.”

Amber smiled quietly, observing the scene without intervening or interfering.

She knew Quinton inside and out. The fact that he’d kept Vincent behind for a private conversation meant he was clearly considering accepting him.

That was simply Quinton’s way, and Amber could read it clearly.

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Blanche’s POV

After Camila left, I found myself pacing restlessly around the room.

I was genuinely concerned about Vincent–I knew exactly how explosive Quinton’s temper could be.

‘What if he says something wrong and they actually start fighting?‘ I worried, my nerves stretched thin.

Camila stood quietly behind me and called out in her sweet voice, “Aunt Blanche.”

I looked down at Camila and asked, “Where’s Mr. Aarav? Didn’t he come upstairs?”

Camila repeated both Vincent’s and Quinton’s

messages to me, word for word.

When Camila finished, I muttered under my breath, “I suppose I’ll just wait up here.”

Going downstairs would only make matters worse.

So I forced myself to stop obsessing and turned to Camila. “Come on, let’s get you ready for bed.”

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Camila gazed up at me, slightly confused. “Aunt Blanche, are you scared?”

I shook my head. “No, I’m not scared. There’s nothing to fear.”

Though honestly, I still felt pretty anxious inside.

Camila walked over, took my hand in her tiny ones, and said, “Don’t be scared, Aunt Blanche. Mr. Aarav is totally, totally awesome.”

I couldn’t help but laugh, asking curiously, “What makes Mr. Aarav so awesome?”

Camila pondered for a moment, then said earnestly, “It’s just this feeling I have.”

I giggled and playfully squeezed Camila’s cheek. “Alright, go brush your teeth.”

But Camila didn’t move toward the bathroom. Instead, after some serious consideration, she looked up at me and declared, “Actually, Mr. Aarav is really wonderful. He’s way better than Quinton.”

I was shocked by Camila’s unwavering certainty.

After a few seconds, I gave a helpless chuckle.

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“People tend to put their best foot forward, you

know?”

Camila frowned, still confused. “I don’t understand,

Aunt Blanche.”

I smiled, my hand gently stroking Camila’s hair.

“When someone’s words match their actions

consistently, that’s what counts. Everything else? That’s really tough to figure out.”

Camila’s eyes sparkled with interest. “Is it like how Dad always keeps his promises to Mom?”

I nodded. “Exactly like that.”

Camila suddenly grew very serious and looked up at

1. me. “Then that means Aarav is even better than

Dad. He’s super romantic.”

I raised an eyebrow, puzzled. “Wait, did Vincent pay you off or something?”

Camila shook her head vigorously. “Of course not!”

I playfully pinched Camila’s cheek. “Okay, go wash up.”

Camila didn’t hesitate—she skipped off to the

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bathroom cheerfully.

I stood in the bedroom, a fresh wave of concern for Vincent washing over me. ‘Why do I keep worrying about him?‘ I thought, sighing internally.

Downstairs in the dining room, the entire family sat around the breakfast table–but no one was actually

eating.

Everyone remained rigid in their seats, while Amber, completely unaffected, enjoyed her breakfast at her own relaxed pace.

Quinton sat there stone–faced for what felt like forever before finally addressing Vincent. “Mr. Aarav, you’ve got influence, position, and women throwing themselves at you. You’re someone important in Oakwood. Blanche, however, is just a woman facing divorce. Frankly, I don’t see how your relationship could work out. So please, Mr. Aarav, be direct and crush whatever hopes she might be harboring.”

Vincent’s jaw tightened, and desperation colored his voice as he responded, “Quinton, Blanche means

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everything to me. Her history doesn’t concern me- what matters is whether I can be part of what comes next for her. Please, give us your approval. Let me truly love her.”

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