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.

and Ricky might be

her eyes down to conceal the

about

children and had to find a way out for them so they wouldn’t have to live

can only temporarily ease the pain. You need to go to the

lifted her head. Perhaps because of the pain, her black

with her pale face, she looked so brittle

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

turned her head sideways

was looking at Draxton

She wanted to stop Ricky but

was putting on

knew Ricky very well. He looked amenable but actually had a strong mind of his own. Undoubtedly, he was more intelligent than typical kids. He was just four years old but

relied on

sure that after hiding from

Isabella wouldn’t get in his way at that moment. Draxton met Ricky’s pleading eyes and then glanced around at the

the boy helpless if he

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

stomach dropped. Without saying anything, he

both Isabella and

arms. His chest was broad and

she

tensed up in the air,

Ricky, whipping around and striding out with Isabella

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

calm and clear, without any trace of the

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

a blanket to Ricky. “Wrap it around yourself. Don’t catch a cold,” he said swiftly

the car.

to see Draxton driving himself

she

he would have her arrested, interrogated, and then

couldn’t figure out why Draxton had appeared in her house all alone and was now sending

guess stroke Isabella and her

take Ricky and me somewhere he can finish us off