Chasing His Runaway Wife

Chapter 89

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Soon, the bleeding from both patients was under control. However,

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prepared oxygen.

They finally arrived at the hospital, and the paramedics immediately wheeled Tabitha towards the

emergency room.

Just before the door closed, one of Tabitha’s arms seemed to slip off the edge of the bed.

Malcolm’s heart sank.

Emmanuel also witnessed that scene and was so shocked that he felt his blood seemed to have

frozen. He subconsciously looked at Malcolm and saw him clench his fists as if suppressing something.

Emmanuel slumped heavily into a chair and was overwhelmed with

regret.

Even if he had to compete for power, he should not have used such despicable means.

He knew he was wrong.

“Where’s Tabby? How is she?” Alaric also rushed over after hearing the

news.

He looked old and anxious. Seeing Malcolm covered in blood, the former widened his eyes in shock.

“How did you get injured like this? What happened to Tabby?”

Malcolm answered in a low voice, “This blood belongs to Tabitha.”

Alaric’s knees went weak, and he almost lost her balance.

George hurriedly supported him and advised him to stay calm in a

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whisper, “Mrs. Sinclair is a blessed person. She’ll be fine.”

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Alaric pushed him aside and walked a few steps to Malcolm. He raised his walking cane and struck the

latter hard on the body.

Malcolm was not at fault at all this time, but Alaric used all his strength to hit him, devoid of any

reasoning.

However, Malcolm remained silent, yet his gaze fixed firmly on the emergency room door.

Seeing him in that state, Alaric became even more flustered. “Malcolm, what happened to Tabby?

Quickly tell me!”

Malcolm replied, “She’ll be fine! The doctors will save her!”

He spoke each word with great emphasis as if to comfort Alaric, but it was clear that he was trying to

convince himself.

When he held Tabitha’s hand just now, he felt it getting colder and colder. He was helpless and could

only place all his hopes on the doctors.

Alaric was somewhat alarmed, and his aged eyes turned to look at Emmanuel. Upon seeing the latter

also covered in blood, he urgently asked, “You, tell me, what happened? Why was Tabby kidnapped,

and who did it?”

Emmanuel lowered his head and said with difficulty, “It’s my father.”

Alaric took a moment to react, then seemed to have comprehended his words. “Jayden? Isn’t he in

prison? When did he get out?”

He could not understand that and pondered, ‘Even if Jayden wanted to seek revenge after being

released, he should go after Emmanuel. Why involve Tabitha?‘

Emmanuel responded in a low voice, “Tabitha came to the hospital to visit me today. To show my

gratitude, I invited her home for dinner. My father

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probably thought we were close, so kidnapping her was just a way to ask me for money.”

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His voice grew lower and lower, and he suddenly felt he was as repulsive as Jayden.

Although Tabitha’s fate was uncertain inside the emergency room, he continued to weave a web of lies

outside to protect himself.

Upon hearing that, Malcolm suddenly turned and grabbed Emmanuel’s collar. He lifted the latter and

pinned him against the wall in an instant.

“Why didn’t you call me the moment something happened to Tabitha? Do you know she’s not in good

health? Any little mistake could…” He did not dare to say the rest as if uttering it would make it a reality.

“I’m sorry!” Emmanuel lowered his head, and his voice was hoarse. “He said he wanted money, and I

thought giving him money would resolve the situation.”

He truly believed he could use the money to settle Jayden but never expected the latter would become

even more ruthless and crazier after spending ten years in prison.

“You thought?” Malcolm stared at him with a gaze like a cold, sharp blade as if he wished he could

devour him alive. “If your presumptuous put

Tabitha in danger, I won’t let you go!”

Emmanuel remained silent.

He would not forgive himself if something happened to Tabitha.

Alaric only cared about Tabitha in the emergency room. He seemed to be unaware of the situation

between the two cousin brothers.

“Tabby lost both her parents at the age of 14, and not long after, Fergus passed away too. I pitied her,

so I brought her home, thinking I could give

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her a better life,” he murmured. A trace of remorse and pain flashed in his

eyes.

Upon hearing Alaric’s words, Malcolm gradually loosened his grip on Emmanuel’s collar.

He recalled the time when Tabitha first arrived at the Sinclair family. Her eyes were full of anxiety but

joy at the same time. They were so lively and

pure.

It turned out that he had already been deeply impressed by her at that time, and that impression had

lasted for many years.

Suddenly, Alaric pointed at Malcolm and scolded, “But Tabby has never been happy a day since

marrying into the Sinclair family after all these years. You, this damned brat, haven’t treated her nicely

even for a day. She doesn’t owe you anything!”

Alaric continued, “What did Tabby do wrong? Just because I like her and want her to be my

granddaughter–in–law… What wrong has she done?”

His voice was not hysterical, but George, on the side, felt a tinge in his nose. He whispered, “Sir,

please take care of yourself. Mrs. Sinclair knows you care for her and will surely recover.”

Malcolm clenched his fist bit by bit.

Their conversation was like a blunt knife slowly piercing through his heart.

He mused, ‘Tabitha, it was my fault before. You must recover, and I’ll slowly make it up to you.’

It was getting dark, and the door to the emergency room remained tightly shut.

A heavy atmosphere hung in the air, and no one spoke again.