The Billionaire’s Kick Ass Wife

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.

Ricky might be safe for

to

about what to do

so worried if she were alone, but she had children and had to find a way out for them so they wouldn’t

ease the pain. You need to go

her head. Perhaps because of the

pale face, she looked so

mom to the hospital?” Ricky asked with

head sideways to look

was looking at Draxton with

head. She wanted to stop Ricky but held her

could tell that Ricky was putting on

he was more intelligent than typical kids. He was just four years old but very clever. Isabella had good reason to

instinctively relied on Draxton just because they were

was indeed Ricky’s father, but Isabella was sure that after hiding from Draxton for five years, Ricky wouldn’t feel attached to

what it was, Isabella wouldn’t get in his way at that moment. Draxton

the boy helpless if he refused to

and weak to him, and the boy was too young to

he bent

both

chest was broad and

hair bristled, and she felt the

her stiff fingers into fists and tensed up in the air, trying to avoid

to Ricky, whipping around and striding out with

him, his small hands slowly clenching into fists as he retracted the red spot hanging between his

the helplessness earlier.

as it had been that night five years ago. The three of them climbed into the car,

around yourself. Don’t

the car.

see Draxton driving himself with no bodyguards

honest, she was

her, he would have

out why Draxton had appeared in her house all alone and was now sending her

Isabella and her

to take Ricky and me somewhere he can finish us off without anyone