Chapter 114
Chasing His Runaway Wife
Malcolm suppressed the uneasiness within him and retrieved spaghetti bolognese from the food flask.
He smiled and said, âHappy birthday, Tabby.â
âThank you,â Tabitha replied, reached out, and took the plate.
Despite having a poor appetite, she insisted on finishing the spaghetti bolognese.
Alaric smiled and asked, âIs it good?â
Malcolm suddenly looked over nervously.
Tabitha nodded and said, âItâs delicious.â
âMalcolm made it himself,â Alaric said happily. âHe learned to make it from the cook before dawn. He wasted dozens of plates of spaghetti before finally making it edible.â
Tabithaâs calm eyes reflected emotion upon hearing it, but she quickly regained her composure.
âI never knew he could cook,â she remarked.
In her memory, someone like Malcolm, an heir of a wealthy family, never ventured near the kitchen.
âAre you surprised, too?â Alaric asked.
Alaric then recounted what he had seen with a gleeful smile.
âMalcolm didnât know anything at first. He didnât even know how to turn on the gas, let alone the fact that he almost blew up the kitchen. The cook was concerned about a kitchen explosion while teaching him. The scene was truly chaotic. I couldnât bear to watch it,â he explained.
That day, upon learning that Emmanuel would make a delicious beetroot soup to delight Tabitha, Malcolm felt that he was outdone and there was a BBBBBB I +:
4 16:36 need to contribute something as well.
Unexpectedly, a seemingly simple plate of spaghetti bolognese turned out to be quite challenging to prepare.
Malcolmâs expression darkened upon hearing Alaricâs recount, and he whispered, âGrandpa, thereâs no need to talk about this kind of thing, right?â
Even so, he looked at Tabitha with some hope in his eyes, expecting her to respond.
Unfortunately, Tabitha just smiled and nodded. âThank you. Donât trouble yourself with it next time. Just let the cook deal with it.â
Her smile didnât appear sincere. The act of curling the corners of her mouth upward seemed more like a polite gesture, causing Malcolmâs mood to plummet.
He tightly pursed his lips to conceal the sadness in his eyes and whispered, âIt doesnât taste good this time. Iâll do better next time.â
Tabitha smiled emotionally and said, âYou really donât have to do it.â
âYou donât have to worry about bothering him,â Alaric interrupted. âYouâve been cooking Christmas dinner for him for two years. Whatâs wrong with him making spaghetti bolognese for you?â
Tabitha lowered her eyes slightly and changed the topic without answering Alaric.
Malcolm tried to say something but held back. The atmosphere in the ward was full of joy and harmony.
The sky was getting dark.
After a short conversation with Tabitha, Alaric, who had just recovered, went home to rest.
Tabitha also tried to âpersuadeâ Malcolm to return to his ward and rest.
Mer 16:35 âItâs your birthday today, and I want to spend more time with you, Malcolm expressed, his voice filled with a pleading tone. âBesides, my ward is next door, I can go back laterâ
. Tabitha turned to look at him. Her hazel eyes were clear and filled with seriousness.
It had been a while since she had gazed at him so intently. Malcolm instantly felt nervous and couldnât help but slow down his breathing.
âMalcolm, I appreciate your care for me these days,â she said.
Tabitha was smiling, but her eyes lacked the warmth of a genuine smile.
Malcolm truly intended to change, and she recognized it, but it seemed too late now.
When she spoke, Malcolm felt a panic like never before.
âYouâre welcome. We are married, after all,â he replied.
Tabitha smiled in response.
âHeâs right. We used to be married, but now weâre in this situation,â she thought.
Her heart, once tender, had undergone a process of hardening and tempering, rendering her resistant to a range of feelings, and now she found herself immune to various emotions.
Hence, no matter how Malcolm tried to torment her Heart, she wouldnât be hurt anymore.
She began, âMalcolm, thereâs something Iâve been trying to make clear to youâ¦â
Anticipating what she was about to say, Malcolm jumped in a panic and hastily interjected, âIt suddenly occurred to me that thereâs an international video conference today. I need to deal with it right away.â
MMI B B B G B BBB Without waiting for Tabitha to respond, he swiftly opened the door and left.
Tabitha watched him leave in a hurry and didnât stop him.
She glanced around the ward, which was empty and desolate, with a faint smell of disinfectant.
Until the age of 14, her parents had been alive, and she never imagined spending her birthday in such a place back then.
However, it no longer mattered.
Tabitha went to wash up and was about to lie in bed when there was a knock on the door before being pushed open..
Chadwick and Colette entered.
As soon as they opened the door, they said in a cheerful voice, âHappy Birthday, Tabby!â
It was eight oâclock in the evening.
They all held beautiful gifts in their hands. While presenting them to Tabitha, Chadwick and Colette extended their birthday wishes.
However, rather than concentrating on the gifts, Tabitha was drawn to the little girl accompanying Chadwick.
The child, about four or five years old, had round and bright eyes.
She stood beside Chadwick, gazing at Tabitha with curiosity.
Seeing Tabitha looking at her, Chadwick explained with a smile, âHer name is Luna. Sheâs a child from the orphanage.â
Luna had recently been diagnosed with hemophilia, and Chadwick had been taking her everywhere.
He was actively involved in seeking a bone marrow source to help with her condition.
Tabitha looked at Luna pitifully when she heard that.
â JMM I G G G G G B B B RD 1635 After Chadwick finished his introduction, Luna promptly stepped forward, raised her head, and looked at Tabitha with her blue eyes.
âTabby, youâre so beautiful. May I sit next to you?â she asked.
Lunaâs voice was soft, and Tabithaâs heart softened. âSure,â she replied.
Luna immediately took off her shoes, climbed into bed, and leaned happily against Tabitha.
As she approached, Tabitha caught a whiff of a milky scent, and her eyes suddenly turned red uncontrollably.