Chasing His Runaway Wife by Jamie Stones

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From Tabitha’s pregnancy until now, it was Dylan who had followed up on her condition and learned that she was an elegant woman who spoke

softly and would not act high and mighty just because she was a wealthy.

woman.

Tabitha was such an approachable lady of the Sinclair family, and Dylan also wanted to try his best to bring her back from the jaws of death.

However, in the face of death, human strength was, after all, too insignificant.

Dylan’s voice was a little choked, tired, and hoarse. “I am sorry for your loss. Go in to see her for the last time.”

At this moment, it was as if all the strength in Malcolm’s body was drained away, and all the pain he had suppressed suddenly overwhelmed him.

His feet hurt, and his arms hurt as well. He seemed to be in pain. everywhere, but when he paid close attention to it, none of the pain could be compared to the pain that suffocated his heart.

Malcolm thought, ‘How could it hurt so much? Did it hurt like this when she lost her baby? If enduring this kind of pain could bring Tabitha back to life, I’m willing to put up with it countless times!”

“Saul, give me a hand,” Malcolm said.

His body remained stiff as if any movement would require a tremendous effort.

Saul hurriedly supported him and walked into the ward step by step.

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Alaric directly could not catch his breath. He took a deep breath and almost fell to the ground.

George held him tightly and was unable to hold back the tears welling up in his eyes. “Sir, take care of yourself. Mrs. Sinclair respects you the most. If she knows that you are so sad, she will definitely feel worse than you.”

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walked in step by step with

movements.

Why didn’t heaven bless ,her with

had woken up. There was a faint glint in her eyes,

stood aside as if he wanted to speak, but he did not know what to say. He fixed his unwavering gaze on that thin and fragile figure on the hospital bed.

dare to step

her child,

held Tabitha’s hand tightly and whispered,

pale face. She moved her emotionless eyes, and

my child is

her strength to articulate

tears and said, “It doesn’t matter. You are still young.

appeared on her pale lips, which seemed to be conveying

Dylan said just now. I’m

death were only a

the life force in her eyes, and

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throat choked, and suddenly, he could not speak. His aged lips

tell me I have to watch someone

you have treated me

restrain himself. He burst into tears and said, “My dear Tabby, you are

were pale and dry. Tabitha could hardly speak

tears at the corners of her eyes had welled up and dried

I’m sorry,” Tabitha whispered.

a gentle breeze and easily

said reluctantly, “So when you recover, I will have you play chess and have at stroll

in thought as if she still

child gone, she had lost all

all the time that the little living thing had gone somewhere before she could