Chasing His Runaway Wife by Jamie Stones

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Emmanuel’s gaze shifted to the side, where the small green potted plants still filled the entire ward, creating a refreshing green atmosphere.

Emmanuel couldn’t help but ask, “Tabitha, I heard that you had a conflict. with Naomi, which led to the miscarriage… I’m sorry if I unintentionally brought up something painful for you. I just wanted to express my

concern.”

Holding the sunflower in her hands, Tabitha stiffened at his words but quickly regained her composure.

Tabitha replied, “Yes.”

“Will you forgive Malcolm?” Emmanuel inquired once more. “And once you’re discharged, do you plan to return to the Sinclair residence?”

Tabitha currently harbored no specific feelings toward Malcolm.

After all, the grievances between her and Naomi would exist even without Malcolm. Her miscarriage was due to her health issues and had nothing to do with anyone else.

There was nothing to forgive. However, Tabitha would never be together with Malcolm again.

However… She had no intention of delving into such matters with Emmanuel, and her expression carried a hint of cool detachment.

“Emmanuel, what do you mean by asking these questions?” Tabitha inquired.

Emmanuel blinked his eyes.

-Although Tabitha’s voice remained calm, he always sensed her presence as formidable. With just a few words, she could effortlessly influence his perception.

Emmanuel explained gently, “I’m just concerned about you.”

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“Thank you, but this is my affair, and I will handle it myself,” Tabitha replied.

Tabitha turned around and found a vase, carefully arranging the dried flowers in it. She looked at them intently for a few seconds.

Emmanuel suddenly felt a bit nervous and couldn’t help but ask, “Is it beautiful?”

he swore never to treat anyone sincerely

with Tabitha recently, he discovered himself easily influenced

could capture her attention. He was eager to do something that would capture her attention

his brain to come up with anything that might please. Tabitha.

nodded and smiled.

a subtle lift appeared in

liked

turned to him and inquired, “Emmanuel, apart from your interest in flowers and

are rather straightforward. Alongside planting non–allergenic flowers and plants with my mother, I

the years you were abroad, did you stay in frequent contact

traditional. I used to write letters to her

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postcards,” Emmanuel replied.

at nostalgia. “It’s been a long time since I heard that term. I used to enjoy collecting, postcards when I was in , school. May I ask to take

have the

in those postcards. She was also convinced that Trevor would find them

Emmanuel said.

questions about Emmanuel’s work abroad, and he responded earnestly to

them, a tall figure stood outside the door, his

long he had been standing

had smiled at me like this, particularly since she

adorned her face as if his actions could no

a bouquet of dried flowers, and she smiled so gently.

sinking as if plunging into. the depths of a cold, vast ocean.

seawater, accompanied by a penetrating chill, invaded his internal organs, rendering his breathing

Emmanuel continued in the ward.

besides studying flowers and plants, while I was abroad and not accustomed

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make beetroot soup,”

continued, “I brought some for you to taste previously, but you probably didn’t

with deep hazel eyes, and when his gaze

he exuded a sense of gentleness