Chasing His Runaway Wife by Jamie Stones

Chapter 3 Prenatal Check-Up

Tabitha’s heart raced. She wanted to get a clearer look, but the nurse called her name. “Tabitha Jarvis, please come to Room 601.”

The turmoil in her heart gradually calmed down, and Tabitha shook her head.

‘That woman had disappeared for eight years. How could she be here and with Malcolm?’ Tabitha asked inwardly.

She comforted herself, thinking that she might have been mistaken.

Meanwhile, Malcolm brought Naomi Boyle downstairs and escorted her into the car.

Naomi stared at the results, saying uneasily, “Malcolm, why are there a few indicators out of the normal range?”

She snuggled into Malcolm’s arms, her voice full of anxiety.

“I’m so worried. Is there anything wrong with the baby?” she muttered.

Malcolm’s back was slightly stiff. He wasn’t accustomed to Naomi’s closeness and touch, both mentally and physically.

He was a little baffled as to why he lost control that night.

“Don’t overthink it. This is a routine blood test, and it’s normal for a few indicators to be a bit above the average,” Malcolm reassured Naomi while discreetly pushing her away. Then, he picked up the company documents from the side and flipped through them.

“I’m a bit busy with the company’s affairs. I need to deal with something first,” he said.

Seeing this, Naomi bit her lip and decided not to disturb him anymore. “Then you go ahead. I won’t bother you.”

Seeing Naomi’s submissive demeanor, Malcolm suddenly thought of something. Somehow, the quiet figure of Tabitha appeared in his mind.

‘She was also at the hospital today. Is she ill?’ he wondered.

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doctor’s office, the

you are six weeks

Tabitha repeated in

Alaric and naturally recognized Tabitha. A flash of sympathy appeared

recommended. You need to take

frail and suffered a coagulation disorder since childhood. She understood the doctor’s unspoken words—giving birth to the baby

already meant she had

still couldn’t believe that she had become pregnant after

chaos, and she couldn’t hear

doctor. I’ll leave now,” she said

of the hospital, it began to drizzle. The cold rain fell on her face, making Tabitha’s fingers turn white from

as her husband, yet he was accompanying another woman for a

woman once saved Malcolm’s life

if she told him about her pregnancy, he would probably still give up on her and

to have no father,’

this rainy day, Tabitha felt

in the department pondered and called Alaric, sharing the news with respect and joy.

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as usual, but her eyes were

placed in front

hard to be the

Malcolm every night. Whenever she knew he would come home, she would always leave a pot of hot milk for him, no matter how cold

wedding anniversary, she didn’t even get to finish their last meal with

suddenly approached. Seeing that Malcolm was back,

slightly, “Do you feel better? What did the doctor

they were about to