Chasing His Runaway Wife by Jamie Stones

Chapter 4 The Mistress Is The Murderer

The enemy who had been hiding for eight years and killed her parents had finally shown up!

Tabitha took several deep breaths and only managed to force herself to calm down after a long time.

Malcolm slept soundly. Holding her breath, Tabitha unlocked his phone with his fingerprints and searched for Naomi’s phone number.

Then, she quickly typed a text message: [Come to Honey Café at eight o’clock. I have something to tell you.]

Tabitha’s heart was pounding.

Her usually gentle and serene-looking eyes were now narrowed and filled with sheer coldness.

She quickly cleaned up the traces of information and then put on a coat before heading out.

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“Malcolm!” A woman with sweet makeup and was dressed delicately appeared in Honey Café.

However, when the woman saw it was Tabitha, her sweet smile instantly turned into a look of astonishment. “It’s you?”

When Tabitha saw the woman, her eyes lit up with anger.

She tried her best to resist acting impulsively and said in a cold voice, “Naomi Boyle, I haven’t seen you for years. It seems that you still remember me.”

Naomi’s expression shifted slightly. She pretended to be calm and said, “Miss, I’m sorry. You have mistaken me for someone else.”

leave, but Tabitha suddenly

anger. “Mistaken? You caused my parents’ death

her father lying in a pool of blood. She remembered her mother, who suffered from a heart attack

years came flooding back. She felt blood rushing

escape

subconsciously. “Let go of me. I

unexpectedly. Cold sweat covered her forehead, but she held onto Naomi

that Tabhita had so much strength despite her

go of

voice suddenly

at the scene. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes

and he just received the news that Tabitha made an appointment with Naomi

in a peaceful manner, so how dare she

the first sight of Malcolm, Naomi, whose face was pale, trembled all over. A scheme immediately

gasped in

hurry up and

He stepped forward and pulled them apart. Seeing Naomi’s agonized expression,

away vigorously, she felt the pain instantly increase by several folds. She covered her lower abdomen and arched her body slightly due to severe pain, but she still straightened her back and looked at him stubbornly. “Malcolm, the woman you’re protecting

misty. The usually calm and serene look in her eyes was now replaced by intense sorrow and resentment.

opened her mouth slightly, but she couldn’t make a sound due to the grief, anger, and sharp pain in her abdomen. She only felt her vision go black,

a red spot began to spread on her white dress. Her delicate face was lifeless, much like a

“Tabitha!” Malcolm shouted.