Chasing His Runaway Wife by Jamie Stones

Chapter 20

The office quietened down but Malcolm felt even more agitated.

He would have preferred it if Saul had checked wrongly instead.

However, Tabitha’s bloodied image kept recurring in his mind and he could not pretend like nothing happened.

He tugged at his tie and went to meet Naomi.

With Malcolm coming over so early, Naomi felt a little uneasy.

Sylvie had contacted her secretly about how Malcolm’s assistant Saul had already investigated what happened at the Four Seasons Bar that night.

Naomi knew Malcolm would more or less be suspicious of her by now and she was growing anxious. Yet, when she thought of her detailed plan, she began to calm down a little, deciding that the plan was foolproof and all that she had to do now was wait for things to settle down.

As usual, she showed him her usual pleasant smile. “Malcolm, what are you doing here?”

Malcolm stared at her for a long time before he smiled and said, “Nothing is going on in the company, so I just wanted to come over and see you.”

“You’re so thoughtful,” she replied.

Naomi acted as if nothing had happened. She walked to Malcolm and hugged his arm, acting coyly to him and even pouring him some coffee. After that, she kept listening to prenatal music.

Full of love and gentleness, she even discussed with Malcolm what they should name the baby and how they were going to bring it up to be a respectful kid with good manners…

Before noon fell, Naomi had already begun to feel quite tired.

“Malcolm, I keep feeling like my body is getting weaker and weaker after

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I need to

go to sleep then,”

you around.” After saying

her. While she was sleeping, she looked so peaceful, innocent,

after the pregnancy, he sighed. He had put aside his thoughts regarding Tabitha and was

in touch with at all. If one didn’t have some connections, it did not matter how much money one

Naomi’s phone and was just about to type in the nutritionist’s number when he accidentally clicked on the messages that popped

irritating line of words simply came into view: [The flowers you planted are very

a picture attached at the bottom of the message. The date below indicated that it was sent

Slowly, he turned around to look at Naomi’s serene

received the tulips, she still wore a look of delight when she asked, “Who

in his heart disappeared in an

Malcolm around, Naomi did not dare to sleep too

you’re still here…” she

she heard

she acted like

popped

not missing an inch of expression from

looked down. She suppressed the panic that flashed through her and quickly thought of

my phone just now? Did he find out

know what’s going on these days.

Let me see it.” It turned out that

on a facade of trust as she told Malcolm her lock screen password. Unbeknownst to her, Malcolm had caught every slight

was

dismissive glance at the spam message

comment.