Chasing His Runaway Wife by Jamie Stones

Chapter 1 Divorce Agreement

In the empty, spacious living room of the Sinclair residence, a figure was sitting by herself at the dining table.

The dishes on the dining table had turned cold and were heated multiple times.

Tabitha Jarvis checked the time. It was already nine o’clock in the evening, and the person she was waiting for was still not back.

Malcolm Sinclair was always busy. For the two years they were married, he would leave home early and return late, so they hardly ever had dinner together.

Today marked their second wedding anniversary and Malcolm called to say he would be coming back tonight.

Tabitha bustled around the kitchen for most of the day, preparing a table full of Malcolm’s favorite dishes.

“You’re back?” Tabitha greeted.

The door suddenly swung open. Tabitha noticed Malcolm not far away and stood up instinctively. Her voice sounded surprised and nervous, with a subtle hint of shyness.

Malcolm wore a neat suit with a long black windbreaker. The cold air from outside still clung to his body.

When he spotted the dishes on the table, his cold eyes warmed up. “Thanks for your effort. Actually, you didn’t have to make so much.”

Tabitha’s cheeks were flushed and she couldn’t bring herself to look directly into his bright eyes.

It was the first time Malcolm had come home since the night at the hotel.

That night, he got extremely drunk. When Tabitha woke up, she couldn’t help but flee in panic. Until now, she still hadn’t figured out how to face him.

“It’s our wedding anniversary today, after all. You’re back so late today. Are you busy with work?” Tabitha asked.

all. In fact, she felt happy and touched that he

between a man and a woman

past, Malcolm was never so

coat to Tabitha, but avoided answering her question and took out an exquisite gift

a gift for

pair of expensive amethyst earrings in

how she felt,

I like it very

never had her ears pierced, she was delighted

care about her, and she believed

you like it,” said

gift, Malcolm sat down at the dining table. His fingers were well-shaped, and

Your cooking skills seem to have improved again,” he

more then,” Tabitha said

themselves. She took the initiative to serve food for

was captivated by her bright smile, and his eyes landed on her unusually pale

and often sick. He remembered that the

are you feeling

of George and the doctor. So I’ve been taking care of myself, and my health is much better than before,”

were wrapped in

few more bites of the

for two years. Do you still remember our original agreement?” he

someone they liked in the future, it would be okay to break

Tabitha nodded. “Yes.”