Still in the hospital, Nancy told Vance that Rebecca hadn’t visited.
Although she didn’t know the details, she understood that Rebecca had left him permanently.
It was much like her own situation. She never wanted to be found by her former husband, and Rebecca undoubtedly felt the same way about Vance.
Therefore, Nancy just said she knew nothing. 1
Vance ended the call with a sense of regret. He tried dialing Rebecca’s number once more, but it remained unreachable.
Opening the app for the home security cameras, he was met with nothing but darkness. The lights in the living room were off.
He wondered if she was asleep in the bedroom. His brows furrowed as a growing restlessness took hold.
“Vance?” Catherine tightened her fists, though her expression conveyed only worry. “Maybe send Aiden and Lucas to check on her?”
“It’s alright,” Vance replied as they made their way through the hotel lobby toward the rooms. “She is probably just fed up with me and turned her phone off.”
He wondered if she had blocked him again. If so, when he got back, he’d start by giving her a serious lecture.
Catherine forced a smile. “She is fed up with you? How so?”
“She has done it more times than I can count,” he replied with a bitter smile.
At least in recent months, she had kept doing that.
Catherine’s smile faded, and Vance seemed to lose interest in conversation. They walked in silence to the seaside villa they had booked.
In his room, Vance sat down and began tinkering with his phone.
“Vance?” Catherine called out.
“Yeah, take a rest,” he hummed.
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