Chasing His Runaway Wife by Jamie Stones (Tabitha Jarvis) novel Chapter 62

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Before finding out the truth about the hotel, he could ask for a divorce without any burden. He even tried to expose Tabitha’s infidelity by amniocentesis and let her request for divorce herself. 

However, he now found out how Tabitha’s child had come about, so he could not ask for a divorce anymore. 

On the other hand, if they did not divorce, Naomi and her children would not get the best arrangements. 

Looking at Malcolm’s solemn expression, Alaric was really upset. 

Malcolm was talented and ambitious, but he was always indecisive when it came to relationships.. 

“That’s all I have to say. You can decide how to handle it.” Alaric waved his hand and said, “You may go now.” 

Malcolm walked out of the study and went to work with a heavy heart. 

As he was away on business for many days, a lot of papers to sign piled up at the company. Malcolm stayed busy until late at night. 

When he returned to the Sinclair manor, the living room was quiet. 

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Alaric was elderly, so he was used to going to bed early. Meanwhile, Tabitha was a patient and was probably resting at the moment. 

Looking at the empty living room, Malcolm remembered that Tabitha used to wait for him every day and took over his coat. 

That woman had not smiled at him for a long time. 

George left the lamp on, and upon hearing the noise, he came out and asked respectfully, “Mr. Sinclair, you’re back. Your food is being reheated in the kitchen…” 

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“No need. You can go to sleep,” Malcolm dismissed him, went to the wine cellar, and brought out a bottle of liquor. He frowned and rubbed his forehead. Then he sat in the living room and drank alone. 

These few days had been chaotic. It was only now that he had managed to forcefully calm himself down for a moment and seriously consider what to do with Naomi. 

Apart from the fact that he could not keep his promise to marry her, Malcolm was also confused. 

He pondered, “The manager of the Centennial Hotel recognized Tabitha as my wife, so he gave her my exclusive keycard. 

‘But what about Naomi? How did she get into my room?‘ 

After drinking a few glasses of alcohol, Malcolm’s head was a little heavy, and he could not make sense of his complicated thoughts. 

Unfortunately, he was too drunk that night. His memory seemed to be clipped off, and he could not remember the details. 

All he remembered was that he was not repulsed by that feeling. 

It was this not–unpleasant feeling that made him decide to take responsibility after knowing that Naomi was pregnant. 

‘But what about Tabitha… Malcolm thought as he walked into the garden. to get some air and sat on the steps against the wall. The cold wind blew over him, and his thoughts suddenly became clearer than ever before. 

Since the details of Naomi’s visit to his room that night were vague, he just had to investigate more thoroughly. 

Tabitha woke up in the middle of the night, feeling parched with a sore. throat. Her head was dizzy, and she could not breathe properly. 

She thought she must have forgotten to turn on the heater before sleeping 

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and now caught a cold. 

Fortunately, the doctor knew that she was weak and prescribed some cold medicine for pregnant women. 

Tabitha put on her coat and went downstairs to get a glass of water. 

After getting the water, she put the glass on the coffee table casually and did not notice that there was already a glass on the coffee table. 

She took a tablet, picked up the glass, and drank it. A spicy and suffocating smell immediately filled her mouth, making her cough uncontrollably. 

It was liquor that she drank. 

Tabitha did not care how the water in the glass turned into alcohol. She quickly poured another glass of water to wash away the spicy taste in her mouth. 

She could not drink and would get drunk from a tiny sip. 

Tabitha staggered back to her room. She did not know whether it was because of the cold, dizziness, or drunkenness; she fell on the bed. 

Malcolm has had enough cold air outside and tiptoed back to his bedroom. only to find the light on. 

Tabitha was slumped on one side of the bed with her slippers and not under the quilt. 

He felt a little strange and could not help going closer. Then, he smelled the faint fragrance of alcohol. 

He frowned and asked, “Why did you drink?” 

Tabitha did not respond. She was either drunk or asleep. Regardless, Malcolm had no choice but to bend over and pick her up.