The Plane Tickets He Hoarded The Wife He Hid novel Chapter 312

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Blanche’s POV

The argument between Vincent and Demetrius just kept getting worse, and I found myself stuck between them, completely helpless.

My face burned with embarrassment as I yelled at Vincent, “Vincent, cut it out!”

My outburst made Vincent go quiet immediately. He stared down at me, his eyes blazing with fury and hurt. “Why are you only yelling at me? What about him?”

Vincent lifted his arm, jabbing his finger toward

Demetrius.

I smacked his hand down, my expression stone–cold as I said, “Tonight was supposed to be a simple dinner with Demetrius, Patty, and me. We just wanted a peaceful evening, so please, Mr. Aarav, don’t cause

trouble.”

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My words drew a clear boundary between Vincent and the rest of us.

Vincent stood alone on one side, while we were together on the other.

After hearing what I said, Vincent seemed to know what I was going to say next, but he didn’t want to listen. He snapped back, “Forget it, alright? I don’t want to hear this. Fine, I’m leaving”

Vincent backed down first. It wasn’t because he was scared–he just couldn’t handle me being angry with

him.

Even though it hurt him deeply, Vincent had no option but to leave, looking completely crushed.

I watched him walk toward his car, and even from a distance, I could see his mouth moving–probably muttering complaints to himself like he always did when he was upset.

I didn’t catch any of his words. I just faced Demetrius with tired eyes and said, “Demetrius, let’s go.”

Seeing how drained I looked, Demetrius felt bad and

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quickly said sorry, “I’m sorry for getting you mixed up in this.”

I gave him a weak smile and shook my head. “No, I should be the one apologizing”

When Demetrius saw the guilt covering my face, he rushed to comfort me, “Blanche, this isn’t on you. It’s because you’re such an amazing person that guys like Vincent can’t help but get involved in your world…”

But while Demetrius was talking, he suddenly stopped.

Somehow, without thinking about it, he’d actually ended up praising Vincent.

The reality was, Demetrius didn’t actually know Vincent at all—just the gossip and stories he’d picked up about him.

Still, whenever Demetrius spotted Vincent near me, the guy was always alone–never with anyone else.

After a quiet moment, Demetrius brushed his fingers softly over my wrinkled forehead. He spoke quietly, his tone caring, “Smile, Blanche. Don’t let this get to you, okay?”

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His touch felt comforting, and a small smile appeared on my lips. I gazed up at Demetrius, my voice tender, “You too, Demetrius.”

Then I turned and saw Patty still standing there looking completely confused, lost in her thoughts.

She seemed so spaced out, it was almost amusing.

I laughed and shouted, “Patty, are you coming or planning to daydream all evening?”

Patty came back to reality and said awkwardly, “Oh, yeah, I’m coming!”

Once we left the restaurant, Demetrius suggested we take Patty back first.

Nobody disagreed–after all, Patty’s place was close by.

After we made sure Patty got to her hotel room safely, Demetrius and I walked outside together.

We’d just made it to the sidewalk when I noticed a Daniel parked across the street–my gaze fixed on it immediately.

I knew that car right away–it belonged to Zain.

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I stopped dead, my hand on Demetrius’s car door, staring at the vehicle across from us.

The driver’s window was rolled down, giving me a perfect view inside.

Zain sat with his back toward me, while Joanna was in the front seat, looking straight in my direction.

Joanna was so caught up in her desire that she had no idea I was watching. She held Zain’s face with both hands, kissing him like the world didn’t exist. Zain’s arm was around her waist, and her dress had fallen off her shoulder, revealing more of her smooth, perfect

skin.

In the soft amber light, Joanna’s exposed skin glowed with an almost magical radiance.

I was completely stunned by the heated scene playing out right before my eyes.

I hadn’t expected to catch them making out so intensely in the car–with the window completely open, not even trying to hide it.

I hesitated for a second, just as I was about to grab

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Demetrius’s car door handle, when a hand suddenly came from behind and covered my eyes.

Everything went dark in an instant–I couldn’t see anything.

Understanding that Demetrius didn’t want me to see that disgraceful scene, my lips formed a thankful small smile. I gently pulled his hand away, turned toward him, and said, “It’s okay, Demetrius. Really, I’m used to stuff like this.”

Demetrius looked down at me—I was smiling, but the sadness in my eyes revealed everything, no matter how much I tried to cover it up.

Demetrius felt a pang of pity for me, but he couldn’t find the right words.

Finally, without even thinking about it, Demetrius carefully pulled me into his arms.

His shoulders were strong and comforting, and as I was held tight, my eyes suddenly filled with tears.

Zain’s POV

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Meanwhile, sitting in my car, I had just discovered where Blanche was and was waiting for her at the corner–I hadn’t expected Joanna to appear out of nowhere.

The second Joanna got in, she skipped any pleasantries, started tugging at her dress, and threw herself at me, kissing me like she was desperate.

For someone so small, Joanna was surprisingly aggressive—she grabbed onto my neck and kissed me passionately, like she’d completely lost control.

I wasn’t interested–I roughly pushed Joanna away, and she slammed into the passenger window, then ended up falling awkwardly and twisted on the seat.

Her dress hung crooked on her shoulders, and her hair was completely disheveled.

Right then, tears streamed down her face like broken. pearls.

Joanna covered her face with her hands, trying to hold back her crying.

Seeing Joanna in that state, I looked out the car

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window with annoyance.

Just one glance, and I saw Blanche and Demetrius across the street.

Demetrius was embracing Blanche, his big hand gently rubbing her back over and over.

At that moment, I completely ignored Joanna’s tearful breakdown in the car. I threw the door open and stepped out without even looking at her.

Walking straight across the street, I shouted loudly, my voice harsh and demanding, “Blanche, what exactly are you doing?”

Blanche pulled herself away from Demetrius’s embrace —her eyes were red, but no tears had actually fallen.

She met my stare with a dismissive grin and fired back, “And you? What exactly were you doing over there?”

I figured out that Blanche probably saw me with Joanna and must have misunderstood–maybe that’s why she let Demetrius hold her.

Getting worried, I said, “It wasn’t what it seemed like with me and Joanna. Come here, Blanche, let’s talk and

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I’ll clear everything up.”

While I spoke, I held out my hand toward her.

Blanche looked down at my extended hand, a quiet, almost cold smile appearing on her lips. She kept her voice low, sounding distant and somewhat defeated. “It’s fine. It’s really not that important anyway?”

I couldn’t get rid of the feeling that her smile was truly disturbing. I tried to sound calming, but there was still that hint of worry in my voice. “Just come here, okay? Let’s go home.”

Blanche stared at me, waiting for a long time before finally saying, “Alright.”

I had just begun to smile when she shot back, her voice cold and firm, “Well, I’m going with Demetrius- that’s final.”

Before I could respond, she slipped right into Demetrius’s car without even looking my way.

Demetrius climbed in, then gave her a concerned look. “You really want to go back?”

Blanche faced him, her lips forming a soft smile. “Yeah,

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I do. It’s only a few more days, anyway.”

Demetrius understood exactly what she meant. He had no other option, so he just started the engine and pulled away.

I watched them drive off, then remembered Vincent from earlier—after he’d stormed off, I’d seen him get into his car, grumbling to himself: “You know I only deal with this because I love you. If it were anyone else, you think I’d put up with it? Not a chance.”

At least I wasn’t the only one getting rejected tonight.

During the drive to Blissfield Villa, I could see Demetrius still looked worried about Blanche.

Before long, Demetrius stopped at the entrance of

Blissfield Villa.

But right as Demetrius and Blanche arrived, my car pulled up too.

I was about to get out and open Blanche’s door when Joanna suddenly grabbed my arm, her voice begging. “Zain, please, don’t go over there.”