The Plane Tickets He Hoarded The Wife He Hid novel Chapter 283

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Blanche’s POV

After sliding into the car, I settled into the back seat with Carry next to me.

We perched at opposite ends like we had the entire universe stretched between us.

Dead silence filled the car. Nobody said a word.

Zain kept stealing glances at us through the rearview mirror–his wife and daughter acting like complete strangers, refusing to acknowledge each other.

I turned toward the window, watching the streak of lights flash by. My mind wandered somewhere far

away.

Part of me wanted to smack myself for caving to Zain’s demands.

But if I’d refused, he would’ve just found another angle to twist my arm.

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After weighing it all, I decided it was probably easier to just play along.

What really threw me was Zain’s sudden shift in behavior.

Wasn’t he dying to divorce me?

Once we split, he could parade Joanna around openly

as his wife.

So what was with this complete one–eighty?

Whether it was recently or over the past five years, I’d never cracked the code of Zain’s thoughts.

He remained a mystery to me.

The car rolled to a stop.

Zain climbed out with Carry, and I trailed behind them.

This was Aiden’s campus–the place housing the doctoral program I’d been fantasizing about for years.

The moment I stepped out, I drank in the view, absorbing the thick academic energy that saturated every corner.

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Zain and Carry marched ahead with purposeful

strides.

I maintained a slow, easy pace behind them, feeling nothing but raw yearning for this place.

I pictured myself here three years from now, finally pursuing my dreams.

Before I knew it, we’d reached Joanna’s location.

She sat perched on the concrete steps, pants rolled up past her knees, flaunting those endless, pale legs.

No visible cuts, but a nasty purple bruise decorated

her skin.

One quick look told me everything I needed to know about her condition.

Judging by the swelling, she’d probably damaged the bone.

Joanna had been camped on those steps for ages.

When Zain finally appeared, tears pooled in her eyes.

The floodgates opened–tears cascaded down her cheeks instantly.

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Carry’s heart cracked at the sight of Joanna’s breakdown.

She rushed over, wrapped her tiny arms around Joanna’s neck, and whispered in her sweetest voice, “Don’t cry, Miss Joanna. Daddy and I are here now.”

Joanna returned the hug but ignored Carry’s comfort, turning instead to lock eyes with Zain.

Her gaze broadcast pure hurt and bewilderment for everyone to witness.

Zain scanned Joanna briefly, then deliberately

searched for me.

I stood at a distance, making no effort to approach.

When I caught Zain looking my way, I immediately averted my eyes.

Zain fixed his attention on me. “You’re a doctor, right?

Want to take a look at her?”

He was baiting me, practically daring me to respond.

I shot him an icy stare. “I’m a pediatrician. Do you see any children here?”

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Zain wouldn’t back down. “Come on, you must’ve handled similar cases before, right?”

I gave him a withering look. “Nope.”

Watching my reaction, Zain probably figured I was just being petty. ‘She’s jealous–that’s why she won’t help Joanna.‘

A subtle smirk played across his lips.

Without another word to me, he turned, crouched down, and scooped Joanna up bridal–style.

As Zain lifted her, Joanna nestled her face into his neck, sniffling softly with a hint of playful accusation. “Zain, what took you so long?”

Zain glanced down at her, responding in his typical casual tone, “Got held up with something.”

Standing off to the side, I listened to Zain lie effortlessly to Joanna. ‘Maybe Zain never really loved Joanna that deeply, I thought.

‘Or maybe he’s incapable of loving anyone at all.‘

Joanna buried her face against Zain’s shoulder, turning his shirt into a soggy mess.

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I knew Zain was obsessive about staying clean.

But right now, he didn’t seem to give a damn.

‘Even if Zain doesn’t love Joanna completely, she’s still his chosen one–no one else will ever claim that spot in his heart,’ I realized.

As Zain passed by me, still cradling Joanna, he stopped briefly, met my eyes, and said quietly, “Can you hold Carry’s hand?”

Before I could answer, Carry jumped in immediately, “It’s okay, I’ll just grab onto Daddy’s shirt.”

She stepped forward and clutched the bottom of

Zain’s shirt with her small fist.

Zain simply accepted this, saying nothing more.

I stood there feeling hollow inside my chest.

Even though I thought I’d grown numb to these moments, my heart still got stabbed every single time.

I let out a few dry, humorless laughs before finally following them.

Zain settled Joanna into the passenger seat and, being

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his typical considerate self, fastened her seatbelt.

As he started to pull back, Joanna grabbed his hand, her face contorting in pain. She winced and said shakily, “Zain, I’m terrified.”

Her voice flowed like honey, sending ripples straight through Zain’s chest. ‘How could anyone resist that?‘ he wondered.

Zain hesitated, looked down at Joanna, then reached over to stroke her hair, murmuring reassuringly, “It’s okay, really. This isn’t serious.”

But Joanna’s tears fell harder, streaming down her face as she stammered, “What if I become… crippled?”

Zain pressed a gentle finger to her lips, soft and soothing. “Don’t talk like that–that’s never going to happen.”

Joanna gazed up at him, cheeks flushed, her voice dropping to a whisper, “If I really did end up that way… would you still-”

Zain cut her off, his tone tender but decisive, “If that ever happened, I’d stay with you, taking care of you for

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the rest of your life.”

Joanna felt peace wash over her in that instant, her fears finally settling.

A bright, renewed sparkle lit up her eyes as she stared up at Zain.

Even with me standing right there, Joanna couldn’t help feeling like she held all the power.

After shutting the passenger door, Zain turned to check on me. I was still planted by the car, clearly not planning to get in.

Seeing this, Zain called out, “Come on, get in and bring Carry with you.”

I didn’t respond–just opened the car door and slid into the back seat.

Carry sat on the right but leaned all the way toward the front passenger seat, stretching her little arm between the seats to grasp Joanna’s hand.

“Miss Joanna, does it hurt really bad?” Carry asked worriedly.

“It’s manageable. I can take it,” Joanna replied softly.

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“Miss Joanna, let me blow on it for you. When I blow, the pain goes away,” Carry offered eagerly.

“That’s sweet, Carry. I’m right here up front, so don’t worry,” Joanna assured her.

“Okay then, once we reach the hospital, it’ll feel much better,” Carry promised, still doing her best to comfort

Joanna.

I caught every word of their exchange.

The whole thing struck me as ridiculous. ‘Seriously? Joanna’s a doctor–she knows exactly how bad her leg is,‘ I thought.

‘It’s not like she can’t make her own diagnosis.’

But I didn’t bother exposing her act. What would be the point?

Soon, we arrived at the hospital.

Zain carried Joanna directly to Emergency. Following the doctor’s orders, they did an X–ray, confirming a fracture.

The doctor informed Zain, “She needs a cast. Once the bone mends, she’ll be fine.”

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Zain didn’t hesitate–he approved the treatment immediately.

While Joanna was getting casted, I sat on the bench outside the treatment room, scrolling through my phone to kill time.

Meanwhile, Zain and Carry remained inside with Joanna, providing support.

Joanna was whimpering in pain, and I could hear Zain’s comforting voice. I glanced up through the partially open door and spotted Zain standing over Joanna, her face pressed against his stomach.

As I looked away, my phone buzzed–Irene was messaging me.

Irene: “You okay?”

I quickly typed back, “Yeah, I’m fine.”

Then I sent another text: “What about Vincent? Did he

leave?”

Irene replied, “Yeah, he took off. But before he left, he tossed the card Zain gave me and handed me a different one—a black card. He said the password is

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the day you and he first met.”

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