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

eyes down to conceal the

was thinking about

alone, but she had children and had

You need to go to the

the pain,

pale face, she looked so brittle and

send my mom to the hospital?” Ricky asked with

head sideways to look at

at Draxton with

to stop Ricky but held

tell that Ricky was putting on a

of his own. Undoubtedly, he was more intelligent than typical kids. He was just four years old but

that he instinctively relied on Draxton just because they

sure that after hiding from Draxton for five

get in his way

and the boy helpless if he refused to send Isabella to the

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

he bent down and

that both Isabella and Ricky were

stiff in the man’s toned arms. His chest

and she felt the whole world

tensed up

Ricky, whipping around and striding out with Isabella in

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

were calm and clear, without any trace of the helplessness

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

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

the car.

Draxton driving

she was

Draxton found her, he would have

Draxton had appeared in her house all alone and was now sending her to

Isabella

hospital just an excuse to take Ricky

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