Chasing His Runaway Wife

Chapter 109

“Yes,” Malcolm asserted firmly. “I’ll make it up to you.”

“Then send Naomi to prison,” Tabitha suggested, her eyes displaying a calm glint. “As long as she goes

in, everything else doesn’t matter

anymore.”

Malcolm’s throat tightened.

Even if Tabitha didn’t mention her parents, he intended to investigate

them at a later time.

But how could he convince Tabitha to believe that the misunderstandings in the hotel were a result of

manipulation, that he had been misled into treating her that way?

Tabitha didn’t receive an immediate response. Seemingly unsurprised, she smiled faintly. “It’s okay. If

you find it difficult, I can investigate on my

own.”

After all, she already knew that the person behind Naomi was Emmanuel.

As long as she dealt with Emmanuel well and with Trevor’s help, she would surely uncover traces of

the truth.

Malcolm, upon hearing Tabitha’s tone, remained calm, devoid of any emotional fluctuations.

At that moment, he finally understood what he was afraid of.

He had admitted his feelings for Tabitha and unraveled all the truths. In that instance, he was like a

young and inexperienced lad who had just fallen in love, diligently safeguarding the person who had

captured his heart.

Yet, she remained indifferent, watching him struggle with remorse, cold and unmoved.

Just like he was in the past, wearing down her love with years of

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indifference.

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Malcolm tried hard to conceal the dimness in his eyes, stabilize his emotions, and then said with

difficulty, “Rest assured, I will give you an explanation.”

Out of nowhere, a torrential downpour began outside, pitter–pattering, echoing the casual applause on

the screen.

“Well, thank you.” Tabitha seemed to smile, the sound of rain.

accompanying her words. “Can you let me go first? I need to take my medicine now.”

Malcolm quickly let go, took care of her medicine, helped her lie down, and tucked her in.

The medication quickly took effect, and not long after, Tabitha closed her eyes and fell into a gentle,

prolonged sleep, breathing softly.

Perhaps due to the rain, the howling wind, mixed with raindrops,

pounded against the window, Malcolm felt the air in the ward was thin, making it a bit difficult to

breathe.

Two days later, the cast on Malcolm’s body could be removed. Before the appointed doctor came in,

his phone suddenly rang.

Malcolm picked up the phone and glanced at it. It was Naomi.

Without answering the call, he got up and headed straight to her ward.

Naomi seemed unusually uneasy that day.

Contemplating the circumstances, Naomi remarked inwardly, ‘Even though Tabitha had been This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

transferred back to a regular ward for several days, Malcolm had not shown up. If Malcolm and

Emmanuel hadn’t warned me, I would have relentlessly pursued a lawsuit against her. She proves to

be quite troublesome, consistently impeding my path to wealth.”

Lost in her gloomy thoughts, Naomi was suddenly interrupted as Malcolm forcefully pushed open the

door.

“Malcolm? You’re here?” Naomi was pleasantly surprised. “Why didn’t you answer my call just now?”

Malcolm fixed his gaze on Naomi, his expression icy and his complexion. as pale as alabaster.

‘It was this woman who, with a single lie, created an unbridgeable gap. between me and Tabitha,’

Malcom raged inside.

Taken aback by his gaze, Naomi couldn’t help but ask, “Your complexion looks very pale. Are you

feeling unwell?”

Malcolm looked down at her, remaining silent.

The ward felt as silent as death.

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Somewhat uneasy, Naomi ventured, “Malcolm?”

Malcolm’s eyes flickered, a hint of coldness passing through, but it quickly vanished.

He took a deep breath and said calmly, “It’s been a while since I visited. How are you feeling now?”

Naomi, not having seen Malcolm lately, became anxious upon learning. that he spent days with

Tabitha. She feared that he might have discovered her true identity.

But it seems that he hasn’t discovered anything. Otherwise, given his status, there’s no need for him to

feign concern.

Hearing that he still cared about herself, she immediately pretended to be weak and lamented softly,

“The fall was so bad that the abrasions on my face hadn’t healed yet. My stomach also hurts badly, and

even now, I still have pain from time to time…”

She reached out to pull Malcolm closer.

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“The police have thoroughly looked into the matter and confirmed that you fell down the stairs on your

own. It has nothing to do with Tabitha.” Malcolm fixed his gaze on her, stressing each word, “As for the

fingerprints. on the switch button, someone deliberately placed them there to frame *her”

Naomi’s hand trembled, and she dared not pull him closer. She lowered her head to conceal her inner

panic.

She defended herself, saying, “Tabitha has a motive to harm me, but who would want to harm her?”

“Do you really not know who it is?” Malcolm looked at her, a hint of undisguised disgust in the corners

of his mouth. “The police are conducting a more in–depth investigation, and I have temporarily

suppressed the matter. But I can’t help you if you don’t tell me the truth.”

Under Malcolm’s icy pressure, cold sweat broke out on Naomi’s forehead. Finally succumbing to the

pressure, she quickly exclaimed, “It wasn’t deliberatel”

Gazing up at Malcolm, and overwhelmed by anxiety, she confessed everything, “Lately, you’ve been

treating her so well, even getting injured while trying to save her. I felt uneasy. I just wanted to stage a

fall to make you distance yourself from Tabitha. I never expected to lose our child in the process.”

“Our child?” Malcolm’s gaze held an odd and mocking expression. “Are you certain that’s our child?”