Chapter 12 He Scooped Her Up

She curled up into a ball and shook slightly.

Being vulnerable for a fleeting moment, she dried her tears in a hurry and turned to say to Ricky, “Mom got burned, but it was not serious. Can you go fetch me some ice from the fridge, Ricky?”

Looking at Isabella, Ricky scrambled to his feet and hurried to the fridge.

Once Ricky left, Isabella’s eyes darted to the man opposite her.

His sharp gaze raked over her, and he said, “You should go to the hospital now.”

Isabella stared at him warily.

In her eyes, Draxton was no different than a ferocious monster.

He was disguised as an elegant man, and maybe the next second, he would show his claws and strike, eating her and her son alive.

She was not overreacting, given that Draxton had been after her blood for five years.

Draxton narrowed his eyes and took one step forward.

That made Isabella’s face paler, and her slender fingers quivered.

Draxton frowned at the woman who was wrapping her arms around her knees. She looked so terrified that Draxton wondered how she had gotten the guts to do that to him back then.

He then looked up at the boy running in their direction. “She somehow also had the guts to give birth to my child,” he thought.

“Mom, let me help you.”

Ricky went near Isabella and squatted down, putting the ice bag where she had gotten hurt.

Isabella held his small hand and said, “Let me do it. Thank you, Ricky.”

Her shins and ankles were burned. Despite being stared at by Draxton, Isabella lifted her trousers and put the ice bag on the burned skin.

Her forehead was covered in cold sweat, either because of the pain or because Draxton’s sudden appearance had frightened her.

Isabella felt mixed feelings. Apparently, it was Ricky who had let Draxton in.

and Ricky might be

cast her eyes down to

thinking about what to

had to

can only temporarily ease the pain. You

the pain, her black eyes were

with her pale face, she looked

Ricky asked

her head sideways to look

at Draxton with a pleading

She wanted to stop Ricky but

that Ricky was putting on a helpless

own. Undoubtedly, he was more intelligent than typical kids. He was just four years old but very clever. Isabella had good

on Draxton just because

after hiding from Draxton for five years, Ricky

way at that moment. Draxton met Ricky’s pleading eyes and then

leave her and the boy helpless if he refused to

and weak to him, and the boy was

anything, he bent

suddenly that both Isabella and

chest

and she felt the

curled her stiff fingers into fists and tensed up

Draxton said to Ricky, whipping around and striding out with Isabella

after him, his small hands slowly clenching into fists as he

were calm and clear, without any trace of the helplessness

been that night five years ago. The three of them climbed into the

around yourself.

the car.

Draxton driving himself with no bodyguards around

be honest, she was a

her, he would have her arrested, interrogated, and

house all alone

stroke Isabella and her

to the hospital just an excuse to take Ricky

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