Chasing His Runaway Wife by Jamie Stones (Tabitha Jarvis) novel Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Prenatal Check-Up

Tabitha’s heart raced. She wanted to get a clearer look, but the nurse called her name. “Tabitha Jarvis, please come to Room 601.”

The turmoil in her heart gradually calmed down, and Tabitha shook her head.

‘That woman had disappeared for eight years. How could she be here and with Malcolm?’ Tabitha asked inwardly.

She comforted herself, thinking that she might have been mistaken.

Meanwhile, Malcolm brought Naomi Boyle downstairs and escorted her into the car.

Naomi stared at the results, saying uneasily, “Malcolm, why are there a few indicators out of the normal range?”

She snuggled into Malcolm’s arms, her voice full of anxiety.

“I’m so worried. Is there anything wrong with the baby?” she muttered.

Malcolm’s back was slightly stiff. He wasn’t accustomed to Naomi’s closeness and touch, both mentally and physically.

He was a little baffled as to why he lost control that night.

“Don’t overthink it. This is a routine blood test, and it’s normal for a few indicators to be a bit above the average,” Malcolm reassured Naomi while discreetly pushing her away. Then, he picked up the company documents from the side and flipped through them.

“I’m a bit busy with the company’s affairs. I need to deal with something first,” he said.

Seeing this, Naomi bit her lip and decided not to disturb him anymore. “Then you go ahead. I won’t bother you.”

Seeing Naomi’s submissive demeanor, Malcolm suddenly thought of something. Somehow, the quiet figure of Tabitha appeared in his mind.

‘She was also at the hospital today. Is she ill?’ he wondered.

*****

In the doctor’s office, the doctor was talking to Tabitha.

“Ms. Jarvis, you are six weeks pregnant,” the doctor informed.

Widening her eyes, Tabitha repeated in disbelief, “I’m pregnant?”

The doctor knew Alaric and naturally recognized Tabitha. A flash of sympathy appeared on his face.

He continued, “But with your coagulation disorder, pregnancy isn’t recommended. You need to take good care of yourself, otherwise…”

Tabitha had been frail and suffered a coagulation disorder since childhood. She understood the doctor’s unspoken words—giving birth to the baby would be risky.

Just being pregnant already meant she had one foot in the jaws of death.

As Tabitha held the pregnancy test report, she still couldn’t believe that she had become pregnant after just one night with him.

Her mind was in chaos, and she couldn’t hear the doctor anymore.

“Thank you, doctor. I’ll leave now,” she said at the end of the consultation.

As she walked out of the hospital, it began to drizzle. The cold rain fell on her face, making Tabitha’s fingers turn white from the chill.

She came to the same hospital as her husband, yet he was accompanying another woman for a prenatal check-up.