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 was talking

six weeks

repeated in

recognized Tabitha. A flash of sympathy appeared on his

disorder, pregnancy isn’t recommended. You need to take good care

disorder since childhood. She

had

pregnancy test report, she still couldn’t believe

mind was in chaos, and she couldn’t hear the doctor

doctor. I’ll leave now,” she said at the

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

came to the same hospital as her husband, yet he was accompanying another woman for

that woman once saved Malcolm’s life and now had his

reckoned that even if she told him about her pregnancy, he would probably still give up on

is destined to have no father,’

day, Tabitha felt desolate

Tabitha left, the doctor in the department pondered and called

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and peaceful as usual, but her eyes were a little red, and her face was strikingly

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

trying so hard to

would 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, no matter how

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

was

Tabitha’s pale face, Malcolm frowned slightly,

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