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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the doctor

are six weeks pregnant,” the

eyes, Tabitha repeated

recognized Tabitha. A flash of sympathy appeared on

coagulation disorder, pregnancy isn’t recommended. You need to

had been frail and suffered a coagulation disorder since childhood. She understood

being pregnant already meant she had one

believe that she had become

chaos, and

you, doctor. I’ll leave now,” she

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

same hospital as her husband, yet he

marriage was contractual. On the other hand, that woman once saved Malcolm’s life and

if she told him about her pregnancy, he would probably still

destined to have no father,’

this rainy day, Tabitha

and called Alaric, sharing the news with respect and

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appeared as quiet and peaceful as

agreement were both placed in front of her at the

been trying so hard

leave a lamp open for Malcolm every night. Whenever she knew he would come home, she would always leave a pot of hot milk for him,

anniversary, she didn’t even get to

Malcolm was back,

pale face, Malcolm frowned slightly, “Do

though Malcolm was always aloof, he was not uncaring. Even as they were about to divorce, he still expressed a few words of