A Vow of Deception, A Vow of Revenge novel Chapter 85

"Ty?"

"S—sorry." Tyson's face flickered with discomfort as he quickly reached out to help Celia up. Then, turning away, he refocused on the phone call. "She said she's not in Seastone City anymore? Where is she?"

"I have no idea. She didn't tell me, and now she's blocked my number," Marcus replied, sounding nervous. "Look, you can't blame this on me, okay?"

Tyson didn't respond. He hung up abruptly, his whole demeanor growing colder by the second.

Celia stood there, the sharp pain in her knee from hitting the edge of the coffee table nothing compared to the stunned ache blossoming in her chest.

She watched Tyson's back, the tense line of his shoulders. Her fingers unconsciously twisted the folds of her silk nightgown.

Just minutes ago, Tyson had been all gentle words and soft caresses, telling her she outshone Winona in every way. But the moment he heard Winona had left Seastone City, he shoved her aside as if she meant nothing.

"Ty, you hurt me..." Her voice trembled, thick with tears, hoping to win back a trace of his sympathy.

Tyson spun around. His gaze flicked to her reddened knee, and his brow furrowed ever so slightly, but his tone remained laced with irritation. "I'll call the family doctor."

He pulled out his phone, but instead of dialing the doctor, he scrolled to his assistant's number. "Check Winona Thorne's travel records. I want everything, fast."

Celia felt her heart sink, little by little.

She moved to his side, tentatively reaching for his arm.

He didn't pull away, but he didn't look at her either.

"Ty, don't be upset." Celia's voice was soft, coaxing. "Maybe Miss Thorne just needed some time away. She only just quit her job, and she's been exhausted. She probably just went to another city to relax for a few days—she'll come back."

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