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.

might be

her eyes down to

about what to do

but she had children and had to find

You need

lifted her head. Perhaps because of the pain,

she looked so brittle

can you send my mom to the hospital?” Ricky asked with concern and fear written

turned her head sideways

at Draxton with a pleading

She wanted to stop Ricky but held

tell that Ricky was

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

relied on Draxton just

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

matter what it was, Isabella wouldn’t get in his way

leave her and the boy helpless if he

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

Without saying anything, he

so suddenly that both Isabella

went very stiff in the man’s toned arms. His chest was broad and warm,

bristled, and she

fists and tensed up in the air, trying

whipping around and striding out with Isabella in

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

without any trace of the helplessness earlier. On the contrary,

as heavy as it had been that night five years ago. The three of them climbed

threw a blanket to Ricky. “Wrap it around yourself. Don’t

the car.

Draxton driving himself with no bodyguards

be honest, she was a bit

he would have her arrested,

in her house all alone and

Isabella and her eyes

hospital just an excuse to take Ricky and me somewhere he