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 conceal the emotions in

thinking about

worried if she were alone, but she had children and had to find

ease the pain. You

head. Perhaps because of the pain, her black eyes were now

face, she looked so brittle

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

turned her head sideways to

Draxton

her head. She wanted to stop Ricky

could tell that Ricky was putting on a

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 very

instinctively relied on Draxton just

after hiding from Draxton for five years, Ricky

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

if he refused

him, and the boy was too young to help with

dropped. Without saying anything, he

so suddenly that both Isabella

toned arms. His chest was broad and warm, and his masculine air enveloped

bristled, and she felt the

and tensed up in the

catch up,” Draxton said to Ricky, whipping around and striding out with Isabella in his

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

any trace of the helplessness earlier. On the contrary, they somehow

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

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

the car.

Draxton driving himself with

honest, she

Draxton found her, he would have her arrested, interrogated, and

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

guess stroke Isabella and her

the hospital just an excuse to take Ricky and me somewhere he can finish us off without