Chapter 152 If she was genuinely remorseful, then... Part2

Unbeknownst to me, I glanced at the clock again, and it was already midnight.

Betty and Michael still hadn't returned, sparking a flicker of fear in my heart.

Could something terrible have happened to them?

Was it possible that Betty had taken Michael to end it all?

Or had they both left this home to start anew in a strange city, living out their married life?

Either scenario filled me with dread, yet I clung to the hope that they were still out there, searching for me.

At this moment, my heart was in turmoil.

The best course of action seemed to be to hurry back to the hotel and check the home surveillance on my laptop; that might give me a clue to their whereabouts.

However, as I approached the door, I stopped.

I returned to the room I shared with Betty.

Without caring if I was seen, I turned on the bedroom light.

I needed to check Betty's wardrobe; if her clothes were gone, it would confirm she had left.