Chasing His Runaway Wife by Jamie Stones

Chapter 1 Divorce Agreement

In the empty, spacious living room of the Sinclair residence, a figure was sitting by herself at the dining table.

The dishes on the dining table had turned cold and were heated multiple times.

Tabitha Jarvis checked the time. It was already nine o’clock in the evening, and the person she was waiting for was still not back.

Malcolm Sinclair was always busy. For the two years they were married, he would leave home early and return late, so they hardly ever had dinner together.

Today marked their second wedding anniversary and Malcolm called to say he would be coming back tonight.

Tabitha bustled around the kitchen for most of the day, preparing a table full of Malcolm’s favorite dishes.

“You’re back?” Tabitha greeted.

The door suddenly swung open. Tabitha noticed Malcolm not far away and stood up instinctively. Her voice sounded surprised and nervous, with a subtle hint of shyness.

Malcolm wore a neat suit with a long black windbreaker. The cold air from outside still clung to his body.

When he spotted the dishes on the table, his cold eyes warmed up. “Thanks for your effort. Actually, you didn’t have to make so much.”

Tabitha’s cheeks were flushed and she couldn’t bring herself to look directly into his bright eyes.

It was the first time Malcolm had come home since the night at the hotel.

That night, he got extremely drunk. When Tabitha woke up, she couldn’t help but flee in panic. Until now, she still hadn’t figured out how to face him.

“It’s our wedding anniversary today, after all. You’re back so late today. Are you busy with work?” Tabitha asked.

all. In fact, she felt happy and touched that he took the time off from his

a man

Malcolm was never so

off his windbreaker. He handed the coat to Tabitha, but avoided answering her question and took out an exquisite

a gift for you,” he

of expensive amethyst earrings

couldn’t quite put into words how she felt, but she

it

pierced, she was delighted despite the anniversary gift being not

her, and she believed everything would

like it,”

dining table. His fingers were

Your cooking skills seem to have improved

then,” Tabitha said

She took the initiative to

landed on her unusually pale

often sick. He remembered that the doctor once said that she had a coagulation

you feeling

my health is much better than before,” Tabitha replied meekly, her heart beating slightly faster. Malcolm rarely cared about

as if it were wrapped in cotton candy—soft

few more bites of the food and then shifted to the main

you still remember

after marriage. If they found someone they liked in the future, it would be okay to

Tabitha nodded. “Yes.”