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

Chapter 20

need to get

should go to sleep then,” he

you around.” After

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

remembered how she said that her body had grown weaker after the pregnancy, he sighed. He had put aside his thoughts regarding Tabitha

people could not get in touch with at all. If one didn’t have some connections,

in the

flowers you planted are

bottom of the message. The date below indicated that it was sent yesterday afternoon and

only feel his fingers freeze. Slowly, he

received the tulips, she still wore a look of delight

feeling of pity in his heart disappeared in an instant.

to sleep too deeply. Soon after, she

still

when she heard Malcolm

a beat and she acted like she was at a

a few text messages that popped up in your phone just now.

spoke, he studied her quietly, not missing

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

just

don’t know what’s going on these

it.” It turned out that

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

was not as innocent as she

a dismissive glance at the spam message

comment.