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 pregnant,”

eyes, Tabitha repeated in

recognized Tabitha.

recommended. You need

since childhood. She understood the doctor’s unspoken

she had one foot in

believe that she had

in chaos, and she

she said

walked out of the hospital, it began to drizzle. The cold

as her husband, yet he was accompanying another woman for

marriage was contractual. On the other hand, that woman once

her pregnancy, he would probably

to have no father,’ she

day, Tabitha

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

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as quiet and peaceful as usual, but her eyes were a little red,

agreement were both placed

been trying so hard

come home, she would always leave a pot of hot milk for him, no

didn’t even get to finish their last

approached. Seeing that Malcolm was

sight of Tabitha’s pale face, Malcolm frowned slightly, “Do you feel better? What did the

uncaring. Even as they were