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 safe for

her eyes down to conceal the emotions in

about what

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

pain. You need to go

of the

her pale face, she

mom to the hospital?” Ricky asked with concern

head sideways to look

at Draxton

She wanted to

tell that Ricky was putting

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 very clever. Isabella had good reason

that he instinctively relied on Draxton just because they were father

that after hiding from Draxton for

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

boy helpless if he refused to

seemed timid and weak to him, and the

anything, he bent down and

both Isabella and

the man’s toned arms. His chest was broad and

hair bristled, and she

fingers into fists and tensed up in the air, trying to avoid

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

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

without any trace of the helplessness earlier. On the

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

blanket to Ricky. “Wrap it around yourself.

the car.

driving himself with

honest, she was

he would have her

figure out why Draxton had appeared in her house

Isabella and her eyes

to the hospital just an excuse to take Ricky and me somewhere

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