He Didn’t Kidnap Me. Not Exactly novel Chapter 253

Lauren nodded and walked away.

Rebecca turned around and answered the call. “What the hell do you want?”

Vance’s voice came through hoarse and thick. “Rebecca… Rebecca…”

“If you have something to say, say it.”

“I feel awful. I’m miserable…” he murmured, his voice unclear.

“If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up. Your misery has nothing to do with me.”

“Don’t. I’m really sick.”

She almost laughed. “You’re sick, and you’re calling me instead of a doctor? Are you serious?”

“I want water. My head is killing me. I can’t get up.”

It was like talking to a brick wall. Nothing she said registered, but one thing was clear: he was delirious and suddenly remembered he had a wife.

“You want someone to take care of you, right?”

“I feel terrible…”

“Then call Cathy. She knows the house code. Let her play nurse.”

“Cathy? No, I can’t bother her.”

Rebecca hung up, irritated.

Even from across the ocean, he managed to piss her off. In his mind, Cathy was the untouchable princess, and she was just the live–in help? Screw that.

She was far away in the open world. No way was she letting old garbage drag her down.

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