Chasing His Runaway Wife

Chapter 78

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After quickly polishing off a plate of food, Emmanuel turned to Tabitha with a sudden concern. He

asked, “Aren’t you going to eat?”

“I ate at home,” Tabitha explained, her gaze fixed on the remnants of the meal. “I’m not feeling well, so I

can’t handle too much meat.”

Emmanuel nodded in understanding, then silently savored another bowl of the hearty food.

Once Emmanuel finished his meal, he watched as Tabitha tidied up the empty bowls. “Thanks for

coming to see me, and also for the roasted turkey,” he said earnestly.

Tabitha smiled. “I’ll come again tomorrow.”

After watching Tabitha, Emmanuel’s eyes lingered on the exquisite fruit basket placed on the bedside

table.

The room fell into utter silence, broken only by the abrupt, rapid thudding of his heart against his ribs.

Meanwhile, Tabitha quickly left the hospital, paying little attention to her surroundings. Unbeknownst to

her, a man was standing at the end of the corridor with his eyes coldly fixed on her.

The man, who looked about fifty years old, had a face full of rugged wrinkles. Hunched over, his face

broke into a sinister grin as he watched Tabitha from behind, making it seem like those wrinkles were

morphing into unsettling maggots.

Right after, he swung open the door Tabitha had just closed and shuffled into the room with a

noticeable limp.

As Emmanuel laid eyes on the person, his gaze chilled instantly, and a heavy sense of gloom weighed

heavily upon him.

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“Get out!” Emmanuel yelled.

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“Don’t be so cold,” Jayden responded with a false, repulsive smile. “We’re father and son, after all. We

haven’t seen each other in so many years. Can’t I come to catch up with you?”

Back in his youth, Jayden was always sharp and charming. His smile, akin to a gentle, warm spring

breeze, effortlessly captivated Lorelai.

However, not long after they got married, Jayden revealed his true nature.

He became foul–mouthed, getting involved in gambling and eventually escalating to domestic abuse

and drug use.

Since childhood, Emmanuel had existed beneath the looming shadow of this man, never finding a

moment of brightness under Jayden’s influence.

Just when Emmanuel thought he had finally sent him away, Jayden reappeared so soon.

Suppressing the wild beast pounding in his chest, Emmanuel reminded himself that Jayden held no

power to cause him any more harm..

Jayden, now old and dirty from years of wear, appeared as a vivid representation of neglected health.

His eyes were all cloudy, his hair in a messy tangle, and his complexion carried a yellowish, dull tone,

with a whiff of decay and rot hanging around him. Emmanuel could not even tell how long it had been

since his father last took a bath.

Emmanuel eventually eased his guard. “What are you trying to do?” he asked coldly.

Thinking that Emmanuel appeared open to talk, Jayden could not contain his excitement. His eyes

gleamed with greed as he spoke with a grin, “Nothing much, just here to ask my son for some living

expenses.” Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

“Money?” Emmanuel’s eyes darkened, his voice devoid of warmth as he

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continued, “In your dreams.”

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Undeterred by Emmanuel’s aloof attitude, Jayden persisted cheerfully. “I noticed you were with a young

lady. What’s her name? She’s quite lovely. Is she my daughter–in–law?”

Understanding Jayden’s character, Emmanuel knew that his father was capable of doing anything for

money.

In the past, Jayden had frequently resorted to grabbing Lorelai’s hair and slamming her head against

the wall for money. His violent outbursts were disturbingly common in their household.

If Jayden set his sights on Tabitha, her fate might not be a pleasant one.

Recalling the warmth of the roasted turkey, Emmanuel blurted out, “I’m not familiar with her.”

Jayden chuckled, revealing his yellowed teeth from years of smoking. “Not familiar? She spent more

than two hours with you in the hospital on Christmas Eve.”

“Or is she foolish like your mother? Fooled by the front you put up, only caring for you because she

sympathized with your injuries?” Jayden continued.

Holding back the anger within him, Emmanuel responded coldly, “It’s up to you how you want to guess.

I won’t give you a penny. Now, get lost.”

Emmanuel added, “As for the woman you mentioned, whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with

me.”

Jayden spent hours waiting outside just to confirm if Tabita was close to Emmanuel.

However, Emmanuel did not look like he was lying.

“You’re undeniably my son. So cold–hearted and ruthless. Truly

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impressive. Even if I die on the streets someday, at least my son carries on my legacy,” Jayden

remarked.

Failing to get any money from his son, Jayden determined to evoke repulsion from Emmanuel before

he limped away.

Emmanuel tightened his fists.

He had just begun to live a normal life, and he would not let anyone ruin

1. it.

Not his father and also not Tabitha.

Tabitha felt her ears growing hot and had even sneezed a few times in the

car.

When Tabitha finally returned to the Sinclair manor, she found Alaric and Malcolm in the living room.

Malcolm’s lips were tightly pressed together, revealing unmistakable displeasure.

Noticing Tabitha’s return, he immediately shifted his attention toward her. His eyes fell on the lunchbox

she carried, and coldness crept into his gaze at the sight of it.

Worried, Alaric asked, “I took a nap and woke up to find you weren’t home. Why are you out again?

And where were you headed with that lunchbox?”

“I went to check on Emmanuel,” Tabitha replied. “If it weren’t for me, he wouldn’t have gotten hurt. The

cook and I made some roasted turkey in the kitchen, so I took some over for him.”

Malcolm’s already somber demeanor appeared to grow even more pronounced.

Tabitha had personally prepared roasted turkey and delivered it to Emmanuel, yet he had not even had

a taste of it. He could not shake the

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thought that Emmanuel had to eat it before he could.