Chasing His Runaway Wife by Jamie Stones (Tabitha Jarvis) novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105 

Emmanuel ran faster and faster. He had killed Naomi tens of thousands of times in his heart before he finally reached Tabitha’s ward. 

However, the door was tightly closed, and he could not sense a single soul. 

He stared at it for a few seconds, and then suddenly growled in frustration, “Naomi, I’m going to kill you!” 

At this moment, a furious voice came from the next ward. Emmanuel listened to it intently. 

“You’re in a cast today, so I won’t let you kneel. I’m just asking you. Will you accept this beating today?” asked Alaric. 

Malcolm responded lowly, “Yes.” 

Tabitha just came back from the dead today, and he indeed had to bear a huge responsibility for that. He took Alaric’s punishment without a 

murmur. 

Alaric snorted. “Great. You have the courage to bear responsibility. My hard work to raise you paid off.” 

Alaric whipped him on the back and said angrily, “This whip is for your parents. They gave birth to you but couldn’t raise you. As your Grandpa, I have the obligation to make you understand what responsibility means.” 

Alaric had been practicing it since he was young. Despite his old age, he still possessed great strength and whipped him down to the bone. Malcolm could only grunt and clench his teeth without begging for mercy. 

Alaric continued, “The second whip is for Tabby. You are her husband, but you never did the things a husband is supposed to do. You keep letting her down and make her cry.” 

“The third whip is for yourself. There will be one day you will wish to whip yourself if you find out how wrong you really are.” 

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Alaric scolded once when he whipped Malcolm. Although Malcolm endured the whip without a sound, his lips turned pale, and his fists were clenched tightly. Apparently, he was enduring the pain vehemently. 

George had seen Malcolm grow up since young. He could not bear to see him being whipped and whispered, “Sir, Mr. Malcolm Sinclair knows that he is really wrong. Please spare him this time. Mrs. Sinclair will be distressed again when she wakes up and sees him get hurt.” 

Although Alaric was enraged with the fact that Malcolm almost killed Tabitha, he still had affection toward Malcolm considering that he had raised him for so many years. He came down from the step stool handed to him by George and put away the lash. 

Alaric said, “Get over to Tabby’s ward now. Stay with her until she wakes. 

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“Yes, Grandpa.” 

Malcolm would have still done it even if Alaric hadn’t asked. 

Emmanuel had been standing quietly outside. It was not until this moment that he realized that Tabitha was not dead. 

‘She’s not dead?‘ he mused. 

Emmanuel leaned against the wall and laughed softly. Then, his laugh grew louder. 

‘It’s good that she is not dead!‘ he exclaimed inwardly… 

But as he kept laughing, his laughter carried a hint of complex sweetness. and bitterness. 

He seemed to have fallen into Tabitha’s hands. 

After the abortion, Naomi called the police and made a statement. She became so exhausted that she wanted to lay in the hospital bed all day. 

She had not seen Malcolm throughout the day, and there was no one to 

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look after her. Seeing the kettle was empty, she could only go out to get water by herself. 

In the pantry, Naomi suddenly heard someone whispering, “That was ominous. I heard Mrs. Sinclair nearly died after she had a miscarriage. Mr. Alaric Sinclair was so exasperated that he almost beat Mr. Malcolm. Sinclair to be a cripple…” 

Another one chimed in, “Although it’s infuriating that Mr. Malcolm Sinclair cheated on her, I heard that he is the only heir of the Sinclair family, but Mr. Alaric Sinclair doesn’t pamper him at all… It’s said that the wealthy are heartless, but I think the Sinclair family treats Mrs. Sinclair really well…” 

Naomi listened to them quietly and felt a little regretful within. If Tabitha had died, she would be the lady of the Sinclair family. 

Nonetheless, she felt good causing her to have a miscarriage. 

Feeling triumphant inside, Naomi went back to Malcolm’s ward after fetching water, only to find no one was inside. 

She had just miscarried and could not move around much, so she called him, “Malcolm, where are you? I heard that…” 

“It’s you?” Malcolm’s voice came from the other end of the phone, heavy and tired. 

“Malcolm, what happened to your voice?” Naomi asked knowingly. “Did something happen to Tabitha, too?” 

“Yes,” Malcolm said after a few seconds of silence. “Something happened to Tabitha, and I want you to drop the lawsuit now.” 

Naomi refused almost immediately, “That’s impossible! She killed my child. I must put her in jail.” 

“Grandpa is already furious about this,” Malcolm said. “Drop the lawsuit. We’ll talk after Tabitha recovers.”