Chapter 92: You Are My Wife, You Are My Responsibility
Levi returned home very late, it was ironic that a married man such as himself was coming home late when he really wanted to spend all waking moments with Lyse. However, he had noticed that she avoided him. Making sure to keep out of sight and only come out when she knew he was gone.
As he stepped into the quiet house, an eerie silence hung in the air. Mr. Dalton, the ever-present butler, appeared and approached him with a concerned expression.
"Mr. Van Doren, Mrs. Van Doren has not returned since she left this morning." he informed him, his voice low.
"Why did you not tell me this since!" Levi demanded.
A wave of unease washed over him at the thoughts of what could have happened to Lyse ran through his mind. She was usually at home by this time and was always mindful of her safety, especially after the recent ordeal. He pulled out his phone and dialed her bodyguard’s number.
"Joel, is Lyse with you?" he asked, his voice laced with worry.
"No, sir," the bodyguard replied, his voice equally concerned. "She is probably still at the studio. I thought she would be home by now."
A surge of anger and frustration coursed through Levi. Why hadn’t she informed him that she would be working late? He knew how dangerous it could be, especially given the recent threats and attacks from the paparazzi.
"Listen Joel," Levi said harshly, venting some of his anger on the bodyguard. "The next time Lyse dismisses you, you stay as close as possible to her and don’t let her leave your sight."