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

I feel so lucky to have you around.” After saying that, Naomi held Malcolm’s hand

sleeping, she looked so peaceful, innocent, and delicate. He began to wonder if he

her body had grown weaker after the pregnancy, he sighed. He had put aside his thoughts regarding Tabitha and was prepared to leave

who ordinary people could not get in touch with at all. If one didn’t have some connections, it did not matter how much money one had;

picked up Naomi’s phone and was just about to type in the nutritionist’s number when he

simply came into view: [The flowers you planted are very beautiful. I like them

a picture attached at the bottom of the message. The date below

could only feel his fingers freeze. Slowly, he turned around

a look of

realization, the feeling of pity in his heart disappeared in an instant. He only found the

dare to sleep too deeply. Soon after,

you’re still here…” she

when she heard Malcolm ask, “Are you hiding

skipped a beat and she acted like she was at a

there were a few text messages that popped up in your phone

her quietly, not missing an inch of expression from her

suppressed the panic that flashed through her and quickly thought of a way to

my phone just now?

answered, “I don’t know what’s going on these days. I keep

see it.” It turned

Naomi let out a sigh of relief. She put on a facade of trust as she told Malcolm her lock screen password. Unbeknownst to her, Malcolm had caught every slight change in her expression. He could not help but find it all somewhat

was not as innocent

a dismissive glance at the spam message and did

comment.