Chasing His Runaway Wife by Jamie Stones

Chapter 54

When Malcolm was away, Tabitha followed Alaric’s advice and moved back to the Sinclair manor for a while.

She spent her days accompanying Alaric to brew coffee and have a stroll in the garden.

Alaric knew Tabitha had an allergy, so there were only green plants, devoid of flowers, in the garden, offering pleasant air.

She had become much calmer and no longer consumed by anger and vengeance like when the time when she first met Naomi again.

One day, Alaric excitedly approached Tabitha with a birdcage.

“Tabby, I bought you a talking bird,” Alaric said.

Seeing Tabitha spending every day indoors for her health, he was worried. that she might feel cooped up. However, since he couldn’t get her a pet like a cat or a dog, he came up with this idea.

Tabitha reached out and took the birdcage.

The bird was adorned with feathers in faint purple and green hues, while the area behind its eyes was in a yellow shade. It has a beautiful appearance.

She asked with a smile, “Grandpa Alaric, why did you suddenly think of keeping a bird?”

“This is no ordinary bird,” Alaric said. “It’s a parrot. It can talk.”

He reached out to tease the parrot. “Hurry and greet her.”

In no time, the parrot fluttered its wings inside the cage and called out to Tabitha, “Hello, Tabby.”

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Tabitha found it quite fascinating

Alaric continued, “If you feed it, it will learn to talk with you.”

and chatted with it for a while.

eyes crinkled with her smile.

I like this

Alaric was delighted. “Avoid touching its body when you play with it. It’ll be

in mind,” Tabitha

time, Tabitha became close to the

even asked someone to buy a set of perch so

around the courtyard for fun. Fortunately, he didn’t fly fast, so

suddenly disappeared while flying

small attic door and found numerous photos

in the white

indicating that

the photo. Looking at the

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the man and woman, an inexplicable sense of familiarity rose in her

affinity as if she

are Malcolm’s late parents,” a deep yet clear voice suddenly

Tabitha instinctively placed the photo back and turned to see a young man

was young

his side, revealing his pale complexion. His thin lips were

carried a shade of mystery inside. Surprisingly,

in curiosity, “Who are you?”

“I’m Emmanuel, Malcolm’s cousin. I should call you

who acted too familiar with her. “I’ve never

overseas and have returned just recently,” Emmanuel replied.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t