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 safe

to conceal

was thinking about

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

You

Perhaps because of the pain,

she

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

sideways to look

looking at Draxton with a pleading

wanted to stop Ricky but

Ricky was putting

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

he instinctively relied on

hiding from Draxton for five years, Ricky wouldn’t feel attached to him so

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

her and the boy helpless if he refused to send Isabella to

seemed timid and weak to him, and the boy was too

Without saying anything, he bent

both Isabella and Ricky were

toned arms. His chest was broad and warm,

and she felt

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

catch up,” Draxton said to Ricky, whipping around and striding out

hands slowly clenching into fists as he retracted the red

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

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

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

the car.

Draxton driving himself with no bodyguards around

be honest, she was a bit

found her, he would have her arrested,

figure out why Draxton had appeared in her house all alone

stroke Isabella and

the hospital just an excuse to take Ricky and