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

cast her eyes down to conceal

about

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

only temporarily ease the pain. You need to go to

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

her pale face, she looked

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

sideways

was looking at Draxton with a pleading

to stop Ricky

tell that Ricky was

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 clever. Isabella had good reason to suspect that Ricky was doing

he instinctively relied on

but Isabella was sure that after hiding from Draxton for five years, Ricky

in his way at that moment. Draxton

would leave her and the boy helpless if he refused to send

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

stomach dropped. Without saying anything, he bent down

moved so suddenly that both Isabella and Ricky

very stiff in the man’s toned arms. His chest was broad and warm, and his masculine air enveloped

and she felt the whole

into fists and tensed

to Ricky, whipping around and

hands slowly clenching into fists as he retracted the red

the helplessness earlier. On

it had been that night five years

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

the car.

see Draxton driving himself with no bodyguards

honest, she was a bit

once Draxton found her, he would

her house all alone

stroke Isabella and her eyes

excuse to take Ricky and me somewhere he can finish