Chasing His Runaway Wife

Chapter 10

“That’s good.” Alaric seemed to be relieved. He continued, “Tabby, I’m not in good health and can’t

come to see you. Malcolm, that brat, is befuddled. Don’t blame him. Give him more time, and he’ll

understand who’s best sooner or later.”

After chatting for a while, Alaric’s face darkened as soon as he hung up the phone. He then called his

assistant to check on Malcolm’s whereabouts.

Malcolm accompanied Naomi at the hospital for a long time, lingering until she had taken her medicine

and fallen asleep.

It was evening when he got home. Malcolm took off his coat, put it aside, and leaned on the couch in

exhaustion.

In the past, when he returned home, Tabitha’s cheerful figure would undoubtedly have been the first to

appear, taking his coat and asking him to have dinner together.

After a few days of going back and forth to the hospital, Malcolm savored this rare moment of peace

and was in a good mood.

However, when having dinner, a faint hint of displeasure appeared on his face.

He frowned, staring at the plate of pork with sauerkraut casserole on the table. He didn’t like sauerkraut

and could not stand the smell.

‘This dish has never appeared on the dining table before. What’s going on today?’ he thought.

This bad mood lasted until the next morning.

The floor heating was on for too long last night, and the room was a little stuffy. Malcolm slept restlessly

and was easily woken up by the heat.

He felt tired. Looking at the breakfast in front of him, his expression darkened even more.

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‘Pesto bagel sandwich, pumpkin soup… Again, these are foods I don’t like to eat. How have I not

realized how much of a picky eater I was before?’ thought Malcolm.

After drinking a glass of milk, he changed into sportswear and headed out.

Malcolm had a habit of going running in the morning. When he returned, his whole body was covered in

sweat. After taking a hot shower, he was so taken aback by how cold it was in the bedroom that he

could not react properly.

Finally, he could not help but call the butler in and ask.

George observed Malcolm’s expression carefully, appearing somewhat terrified. “Mr. Sinclair, it was

Mrs. Sinclair who took charge of your meals previously. The nutritionist was just hired two days ago

and is not very familiar with your preferences. As for the floor heating, I’ve asked, and it was also Mrs.

Sinclair who took care of it. She used to turn it down at midnight and then reheat it when you returned

from the morning run.”

George was also silently lamenting. With Tabitha around in the past, everything in the mansion was

orderly, and everyone had an easy life.

But after Tabitha was hospitalized, everything suddenly lost its rhythm before descending into chaos.

When George finished speaking, Malcolm’s expression instantly darkened. It would have probably

been better for George to not explain.

As it turned out, he was subconsciously used to everything that Tabitha had been quietly doing for him.

Malcolm tried to ignore the restlessness in his heart and tugged at his collar. He ordered, “Tell the rest

that the floor heating should be turned off at midnight. Also, I don’t eat sauerkraut and pesto.”

Seeing George hurriedly taking notes, Malcolm felt even more annoyed.

Now, Tabitha had only been away for one day, and he was already not used to it.

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Malcolm tried to suppress his annoyance, put on his coat, and hurried out.

His assistant, Saul, had been acting as his driver for the past few days. He silently observed Malcolm’s

expression in the back seat of the car while starting the engine.

Malcolm was leaning against the seat with his eyes closed.

Although his emotions were not visible, the pressure in the car was so strong that Saul felt weak in his

knees.

Saul asked cautiously, “Mr. Sinclair, are you still going to the hospital today?”

Malcolm hummed lightly in response.

Today, Alaric’s test results had been released, so he needed to go to the hospital to have a look.

After arriving at the hospital, Malcolm opened the door to the ward.

Before he could walk in, a coffee cup was hurled straight at his forehead. It was likely thrown from too

far away, and thus the cup didn’t hit him. Instead, it landed at his feet and broke into pieces.

As Saul followed Malcolm in from behind, he saw the hot water still steaming on the ground. He was so

scared that he stepped back and didn’t dare to breathe.

Malcolm looked impassively at the pieces on the ground, suppressing his anger as he asked,

“Grandpa, who has upset you again?”

“How dare you ask?” Alaric pointed at him and scolded, “What did you promise me yesterday? Tabby’s

gastritis is working up again, and she’s pregnant. You left her alone and went to be with that woman?”

Malcolm’s blue pupils sank almost imperceptibly, and he mocked himself inwardly.

Seeing Malcolm remain silent, Alaric assumed he was feeling guilty.

“Tabby is sincere to you and is willing to be with you without complaints or regrets. You may turn a blind

eye to it, chasing after other women elsewhere, but regret will catch up to you sooner or later.”

“Excuse me, may I come in?” Naomi’s voice rang out without warning. It was gentle with a hint of

caution.

She came to Alaric’s ward without permission, and Malcolm felt a slight displeasure rise in his heart,

though he didn’t show it.

“What are you doing here?” Malcolm asked.

“Alaric is in poor health, so I made the soup, especially for him,” Naomi said, walking gingerly toward

Alaric. “Alaric, you should…”

“Take it away. I won’t eat it.” Alaric felt annoyed when he saw her and reprimanded in a cold voice, “As

a young lady, I don’t know how your family raised you to go after a married man so insistently.”

Naomi’s face turned pale, and her whole body was trembling, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Malcolm had a slight headache. He said, “Grandpa, I won’t divorce Tabitha. She’s still the lady of the

Sinclair family. But please don’t embarrass Naomi anymore. She is the most innocent person in this

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Alaric was so angry he could barely breathe. “Do you think Tabby cares about the title-”

“Grandpa, I’ll take her home first,” Malcolm interrupted.

Knowing that Alaric didn’t want to see Naomi, Malcolm took her home first.

“Malcolm, I want to please Alaric and not make things too difficult for you,” said Naomi uneasily. “Did I

do something wrong again?”

Malcolm sighed and replied, “Grandpa is biased toward Tabitha. No. matter how well you behave, it’s

useless.”

Naomi rubbed her belly anxiously and said, “But our child… Are we going to let him be nothing but an

illegitimate child with nothing to his name?”

Malcolm’s eyes flashed with seriousness. He said in a deep voice, “When Tabitha’s pregnancy reaches

the four-month mark, I’ll arrange for her to undergo an amniocentesis for a DNA test.”

“A DNA test?” Naomi said in shock. Her face froze, and she hurriedly lowered her eyes to hide the

panic in her gaze.