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

down to

was thinking about what

alone, but she had children and had to find a way out for them so

only temporarily ease the pain. You need

Perhaps because of the pain, her

with her pale face, she looked

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

her head sideways to

was looking at Draxton with

to stop Ricky but held

Ricky was putting on

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

instinctively relied on Draxton just

sure that after hiding from Draxton for five years, Ricky wouldn’t feel attached to

his own plan. But, no matter what it was, Isabella wouldn’t get in his way at that moment. Draxton met Ricky’s

her and the boy helpless if he refused

timid and weak to him, and the boy

he bent down

so suddenly that both Isabella and

the man’s toned arms. His chest was broad and warm, and his masculine

she felt the whole

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

around and

into fists as he retracted the red spot hanging

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

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

“Wrap it around yourself.

the car.

to see Draxton driving himself with no

she was

that once Draxton found her, he would

had appeared in her house all alone and was now sending her

guess stroke Isabella

to take Ricky and me somewhere he can finish