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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office, the

are six

her eyes, Tabitha repeated in disbelief, “I’m

naturally recognized Tabitha. A flash of sympathy appeared

with your coagulation disorder, pregnancy isn’t recommended.

She understood the doctor’s unspoken words—giving birth to

meant she had one foot in the jaws

she still couldn’t believe that she had become pregnant

in chaos, and she couldn’t hear the doctor

you, doctor. I’ll leave now,” she said

walked out of the hospital, it began to drizzle. The cold rain fell on her face, making

husband, yet he was accompanying another

hand, that woman once saved Malcolm’s life and

would probably still give up on her and choose the woman over

destined to have no father,’ she

this rainy day, Tabitha felt desolate and

left, the doctor in the department pondered and called Alaric, sharing the

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as quiet and peaceful as usual, but her eyes

report and the divorce agreement were both placed in front of her at

had been trying so hard to be the

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

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

Malcolm was back, Tabitha instinctively hid the pregnancy

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

though Malcolm was always aloof, he was not uncaring. Even as they were about to divorce, he still