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

to conceal the emotions

about what to

had to find a way out for them so they wouldn’t have to live in hiding

the pain. You need

head. Perhaps because of the

she looked so

Ricky asked with concern and fear written all over

sideways to

looking at Draxton with a pleading

to stop Ricky but held

Ricky was putting on a helpless look

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

on Draxton just because they were father

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

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

if he refused to

timid and weak to him, and the

stomach dropped. Without saying anything, he bent down and scooped

so suddenly that both Isabella and

man’s toned arms. His chest was broad and warm,

bristled, and she felt

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

to Ricky, whipping around and striding

small hands slowly clenching into fists as he retracted the

without any trace of the

night five years ago. The three of them climbed into the car, and all

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

the car.

see Draxton driving himself with

she was a bit

that once Draxton found her, he would have her

Draxton had appeared in her house all alone and was now

Isabella and her

to the hospital just an excuse to take Ricky and me somewhere he can finish