Chasing His Runaway Wife

Chapter 43

Back in the clinic, Tabitha was already in poor health, and her fatigue had only gone up owing to her

work, which made things worse. She had braced herself to deal with Sylvie a moment ago, and when

everyone left the scene, she slumped into the chair feebly.

Judith hurried to support her and asked in a frantic, “Are you okay, Tabitha? Should I call the

ambulance for you?”

If it had not been for Tabitha, she might have been scratched to the point of disfigurement. Looking at

Tabitha then, Judith felt as if she was looking at her savior, dreading that something bad might happen

to Tabitha.

Tabitha eased her own discomfort and smiled. “I’m a doctor myself. I know what I’m doing. I’m just a

little tired, that’s all.”

Only then did Judith breathe a sigh of relief. Following that, she insisted. on giving Tabitha a lift home.

What happened in the clinic instantly reached Alaric’s ears.

At once, he gave Malcolm a holler. “Where did that Sylvie come from? Why would she blame it on

Tabby for losing her own baby? You’d better find a way to get rid of her soon. She must stay far, far

away from Tabby.”

“I got it.” Malcolm sounded a tad frosty.

He also heard about Sylvie kicking up a fuss at the clinic and was rather worried, so he did not refute

his grandfather’s request.

Alaric then went on, “Also, don’t always stick with Naomi all the time. Go home more often and check

on Tabby.”

Malcolm replied in a low voice, “I understand.”

On the heels of that, Alaric gave Malcolm more lessons of tough love. The

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latter appeared less agitated than before, patiently listening and promising to get someone to protect

Tabitha.

Only then did Alaric feel satisfied with his grandson.

After hanging up the phone, Malcolm felt the whole thing unbelievable.

He clearly hated Tabitha’s guts, for he was not even sure whose baby she was carrying. To think that

he would be concerned about that woman was beyond his comprehension.

Still, no matter how reluctant he was, Malcolm went home early since he had promised Alaric so.

Meanwhile, Tabitha was already home. George gave orders to the kitchen to make her some

peppermint tea.

Malcolm might be worried, but he did not want to admit it. He said. unnaturally, “It’s too crowded at the

clinic. Best if you could stop going to the clinic for the time being.”

Catching sight of his sullen expression, Tabitha felt depressed, hence. questioning icily, “You fear that I

might show the Sinclair family up, aren’t you?”

“Don’t use this as an excuse to hold forth.” Malcolm knitted his brows on that note. “I only don’t wish to

see anything happen to you.”

“Why? Is this you worrying about me?” Tabitha’s tone was somewhat mocking. Never would she

believe that he would give a hoot about her. In her book, Malcolm got home that early that day just to

deal with Alaric.

Malcolm then turned to Tabitha with a frown.

Her lips were drained of colors, and her hands hanging at her side were clenched into fists. The back of

her fists was also pale, and the bulging veins were as clear as day.

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Malcolm noticed that she had nothing on her wrist. A touch of annoyance. rose in his heart for no

reason. “Grandpa is worried sick for you. I know you don’t care about your health, but, at the very least,

you should consider his feelings, don’t you think?”

‘As expected, he did what he did just to appease Grandpa Alaric, Tabitha

mused.

The passion only burned in her heart for a fleeting moment before it all went out in an instant.

A faint smile slowly reached Tabitha’s eyes. “I see. Don’t worry. I’ll put an end to this problem in no

time.”

Her lips were all curled upward, but her eyes were cold. Malcolm loathed that sort of look on her face

and was about to say that he would send someone to deal with it.

However, Tabitha was one step ahead of him, having turned around and ascending the stairs. “I’m

beaten. I’ll be calling it a night.”

She dropped that without waiting for Malcolm’s reaction as she went up the steps one at a time.

In fact, Tabitha could no longer disregard her health and press on. For a few days straight, she had not

been to the clinic.

After recuperating at home for three days, she finally got a call from Colette.

“Tabby, I got you an appointment with Trevor. Can you make it at 3 p.m.?” inquired the latter.

Tabitha quickly answered, “Yes, I can.”

“All right. I’ll share the location with you. Catch you later,” was Colette’s reply.

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That time round, it was Trevor who picked the meeting point. It was a private bar, and he even reserved

a private room to ensure that no one would overhear their conversation.

Trevor was a middle–aged man in his early 40s, short and plump, giving the impression of a down–to–

earth guy.

“Ms. Jarvis, Ms. Ingram has told me your situation, but I still need to check. with you again about the

deets…” He asked Tabitha every detail of the situation and encouraged her to try to recall their faces,

preferably with easily recognizable features.

Tabitha recounted everything she could possibly think of, and Trevor summed it up objectively and

responsibly. “It’s been a long time since the incident happened, and they all had no specific names. I’m

afraid it won’t be an easy feat to track them down. Fret not, though. Since you paid me to do the job, I’ll

go all out to get ahold of their whereabouts.”

“I appreciate the help.” Tabitha paused for a brief moment before going on, “Trevor, could I pay you

more and ask more of you? I’d like you to investigate one more thing for me…” Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Tabitha then recited the events involving Beatrice and Sylvie. “I’d like to know who called Beatrice and

led her to the clinic.”

“Oh, this one’s a cinch.” Trevor looked pretty relaxed. “At most three days are all I need to get to the

bottom of this.”

The second day arrived. Trevor leveraged his connections to find out the phone number that texted

Beatrice.

They then met up, and he let Tabitha in on the findings. “Although the other party hid their identity, it

was still easy to find out the original number. The registration information of that number belongs to this

person.”

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Tabitha grabbed the information over and took a gander, only to find that it was indeed Naomi.

Trevor went on, “Also, there’s one more thing, Ms. Jarvis. Sylvie actually got to know Beatrice’s

husband through Naomi’s connection.”