Chasing His Runaway Wife by Jamie Stones

Chapter 110

“What do you mean?” Naomi was taken aback, trying to hide her guilt. Suddenly, she burst into loud sobs. “Malcolm, the doctor said our baby is healthy. I’ve seen on TV that many women who had fallen down the stairs, had turned out fine I thought our child would be okay too. I really regret it…”

“You regret it, so you insist it was Tabitha who harmed you?” Malcolm interrupted.

“Malcolm, believe me. I just wanted you to distance yourself from Tabitha. I didn’t expect to lose the baby… I was so sad and desperate at that moment, so I thought of dragging Tabitha down with me,” Naomi quickly explained.

Malcolm frowned and suppressed the uncontrollable disgust within him.

He had known Naomi since his youth. In a kidnapping ordeal before, when they managed to escape but were pursued by a group of feral dogs, he narrowly escaped a life–threatening situation where his neck almost got bitten.

Despite having successfully escaped, Naomi turned back, dismissing all concerns, and confronted the wild dogs, rescuing his life but suffering a bite to her own arm in the process.

It was because of that incident that he had been grateful to her all those

years.

But what Naomi did had nullified all the life–saving gratitude she once bestowed upon him and worn away the little patience he had left.

He wanted nothing more than to call the police immediately and send her to prison.

But not at that moment.

Malcolm forced himself to suppress the anger welling up within him.

When he opened his eyes again, the disgust in his eyes had been replaced by gentleness. He asked tentatively, “Janitor, nurse, did you arrange all of them? How could a girl like you do such things?”

tone softened even further, “Tell me, who taught you to do this?”

a more

“Naomi, you tried to frame Tabitha, but you ended up hurting yourself as well.

him. “Malcolm, don’t go! Have you figured out who it is? Will you call the police

Malcolm were to uncover Emmanuel’s involvement, she wouldn’t fare any better. So, she wanted to test if Malcolm had

looked at her disappointedly. “Naomi, I always thought you were an innocent girl. If no one misled you from behind, you wouldn’t have turned

child is lost, I hope you can turn over a new leaf and not continue down this wrong path,

the affectionate gaze of Malcolm, almost

mind, giving her a

at her intently, as if finally believing her words. He sighed, “You are in poor health.

that, he grabbed a thermos and fetched her some warm water. Then, he had

vase.

I’ll come by

couldn’t help but feel touched and delighted to witness Malcolm recovering

be waiting

after ensuring that Naomi wouldn’t divulge the answer he sought despite his gentle care, only then

corridor not far from the ward, Alaric stood there, his gaze carrying a hint of scrutiny

frowned slightly. “Grandpa, why are

snorted lightly, not answering but instead questioning, “What are you

“I came

me,” Alaric stated.

returned to his ward, closed the door tightly, and stationed

happening and couldn’t help