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

about what to do

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

pain. You need to go

head. Perhaps because of the pain,

she

mom to the hospital?” Ricky

sideways

at Draxton with

her head. She wanted to

Ricky was

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

that he instinctively relied on Draxton just because

father, but Isabella was sure that after hiding from Draxton for five years, Ricky wouldn’t

no matter what it was, Isabella wouldn’t get in his way at that moment. Draxton met Ricky’s pleading eyes and then glanced around

boy helpless if he refused to

and weak to him, and the boy was

he bent down

so suddenly that both

chest was broad and

bristled, and she felt

fists and tensed up

around and striding out with Isabella in

into fists as he retracted the red spot

were calm and clear, without any trace of the helplessness earlier.

years ago. The three of them climbed

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

the car.

Draxton driving himself with no bodyguards around

honest, she was a bit

her, he would

why Draxton had appeared in her house all

guess stroke Isabella and her

take Ricky and me