My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 935: Disappointment

Chapter 935: Disappointment

Molly simply smiled, "Dad, you always say that I've grown up. So thistime, let me handle things in an adult way, okay?"

Luke kept a serious face, unsure of what Molly was planning, but shewas persistent. With Naomi's support, she added, "Luke, since Molly iswilling to turn things around, let's cooperate with her. She's grown upnow, and eventually, she'll have to stand on her own. We can't keepholding her back. Besides, you haven't been feeling well recently, so it'sa good idea for us to go out and relax.”

Naomi cautiously finished her point, and Luke, although not toopleased, eventually agreed. However, to ensure safety, trustedindividuals were left behind to immediately contact him if anythingseemed amiss.

Molly informed Preston about Luke and Naomi's plan to go abroad thatafternoon. Faced with this unexpected news, Preston was shocked andsurprised, "Why suddenly go abroad?"

"My parents said they had it planned earlier. Dad's not feeling well andwants to go abroad to relax and clear his mind."

Molly's response was natural, devoid of any hint of oddness ordeception, so Preston didn't think too much about it. He didn't have themental space to.

However, that same evening, when he messaged Zoie and received noresponse, his concern heightened. It was something that had neverhappened before. This unusual silence started making him feel anxiousand restless.

For hours, Preston messaged and called Molly behind Zoie's backmultiple times, but there was no response at all. He considered variousreasons-maybe she was sleeping, taking a shower, watching TV, or herphone was charging-but as time passed, each possibility wasdebunked.

Zoie had lost contact, and Preston couldn't replace peace of mind.Meanwhile, Molly's conversation with Preston was met with a lacklusterresponse. He appeared absent-minded, which Molly subconsciouslynoticed. She narrowed her eyes slightly, her voice gentle, "Brother, areyou alright? You seem preoccupied. Has something happened?"Preston looked at Molly, quickly responding, “Nothing, I was justthinking about how to behave while our parents are away. Maybe if I dowell, they might agree to us being together when they come back?"Molly managed a smile. Her eyes fixed on Preston, she said, "You'reright. So, how do you plan to show them? Need any help?"

“No, this is something I should handle myself. I need to prove myabilities and reassure them about entrusting you to me." Preston'svoice was soft, his expression gentle, his eyes affectionate.

In the past, Molly would have instinctively believed that Preston lovedher. After all, such deep emotions wouldn't be apparent without somedegree of love. But later, she gradually came to realize that in Preston'sheart, even if there wasn't love, he had the ability to display thoseintense expressions that others might mistake for genuine affection.She couldn't even imagine what might happen if she didn't come to thisrealization. What if they got married, had children, and the Walkerfamily was completely handed over to him? What kind of situationwould that lead to?

Could it be that even until death, he still wouldn't harbor even a hint oflove for her?

These thoughts grew more profound, leading her to a harsh realization.Molly took a deep, silent breath. Though she was concealing heremotions, they were still visible in her restrained struggle.

But Preston's mind was elsewhere. Even when they were having aconversation, he was preoccupied. Suddenly, he mentioned, "I need tobe out for a while. Let's have dinner when I return.”

It was still quite some time until dinner, so his departure at this momentseemed reasonable. His behavior, not his words, bothered Molly.Nevertheless, she knew she couldn't change his decision, and even ifshe did, it wouldn't do much to improve the situation.

These realizations had come to Molly gradually after returning toFlento. She learned that often, it wasn't that others were hard on her-itwas that she was hard on herself.

She glanced at Preston and replied in a soft voice, "Alright, come backsoon. I'll be waiting at home."

Preston replied with a disinterested "sure" before leaving.

After leaving the apartment, Preston swiftly drove to the hotel whereZoie was staying. Having been there earlier in the morning, he easilyfound his way. He reached Zoie's door and rang the bell, but receivedno response.

His face grew heavy, his brows furrowing deeply. His eyes, typicallywarm, were now sharp and icy, revealing the tension in his heart. Hewent to the hotel's front desk and inquired about the room, only to betold, "The lady has already checked out.”

Preston was dumbfounded. If Zoie had checked out, where was she?Where had she gone?

He took a deep breath, then grabbed his phone and dialed hisassistant's number in Flento. He said, "Check the airport immediately tosee if there's any information about Zoie leaving Flento."

He didn't frequently contact his assistant, but the assistant was theperson he trusted the most. They had been together since the days atthe Walker family, and it had been many years since. The reason forthe infrequent contact was to keep the connection discreet. After all, theassistant still worked at the Walker Group, albeit not in a significantrole, but he could gather a lot of valuable information for him.

Upon Preston's instructions, the assistant promptly headed to theairport and, using the Walker Group's status, easily obtainedinformation related to Zoie.

However, the response from the assistant was, "Mr. Walker, there is noinformation about Zoie leaving on record at the airport. Could it be thatZoie never left Flento City?"

“It's not possible." Preston immediately dismissed this idea. If Zoiehadn't left Flento City, then where was she? Where could she havegone? And why would she suddenly disappear?

Was it because he'd been distant earlier that morning? Or did whathappened yesterday upset her, prompting her to leave?

But Preston understood Zoie's feelings for him. She loved him and waswilling to endure hardships for him. So, how could she just disappearlike this?

He was becoming increasingly perplexed, but Zoie was nowhere to befound, leaving him in utter turmoil. Even as he joined Molly for dinnerlater, his mind was still occupied.

Seeing his distracted state, Molly also felt disheartened. She casuallymentioned, "Brother, do you have time to meet with Miss Reid fromyour cooperative studio?"

Preston's gaze snapped to Molly. She was sipping soup, herexpression neutral, no hint of an agenda. He couldn't fathom anythingbeyond her words. He inquired, "Why do you suddenly mention her?Molly, could it be that you still have reservations about me?"

Molly shook her head, smiling. She said, "Of course not, we've clearedthat up, haven't we? I was just thinking, because of my pettiness andAyan's hostility toward you, Miss Reid got hurt. How about we take herout for a meal as an apology?"

Her explanation sounded logical, a reflective gesture acknowledgingher jealousy, which no one could fault. However, Preston's face showeddetachment, a distance that was palpable. His voice sounded cold ashe responded, "I'll let Miss Reid know your suggestion. However, MissReid has already left Flento. Originally, she was supposed to leaveyesterday, but she stayed to help us clarify things after what happened.It had quite an impact on her, and she left today."

"So soon? Did your collaboration get affected too?" Molly asked,genuinely concerned.