Chapter 17

Seeing that Malcolm was absent-minded, Naomi felt a bit anxious.

She wiped her tears, picked up the beautifully wrapped flowers beside her, and exclaimed in surprise, “These tulips are beautiful. Thank you.”

Malcolm replied absently, “I’m glad you like them.”

Naomi sniffed the flowers, attempting to divert Malcolm’s attention to herself. “It’s so cold out there, and you still managed to get such nice tulips. They must not be cheap, huh? Malcolm, you’re so kind to me.”

Tulips usually bloomed in spring, but the ones in Malcolm’s garden thrived all year round.

Malcolm was preoccupied and replied offhandedly, “They were from my garden.”

‘From his garden?’ Naomi frowned slightly as she mused. She remembered what George had praised when she went to the Sinclair residence for the first time.

“The tulip garden is incredibly beautiful. Mrs. Sinclair has done a great job taking care of them,” George complimented.

‘Aren’t they planted by Tabitha?’ she wondered.

Thinking of this, Naomi tentatively asked, “They look so good. Who planted them?”

“I don’t know,” Malcolm answered.

He did not care about the chores in the mansion.

Malcolm responded to Naomi’s query, but his mind was no longer with her.

It was Naomi who had been crying, but Tabitha’s tearful eyes kept appearing in his mind.

M He suddenly could not sit still. Seeing that Naomi was fine, he stood up and said, “I still have something to deal with in the company. I’ll come to visit you next time.”

Seeing this, Naomi eagerly pulled him and pleaded, “Malcolm, there’s not rush. I’ve made soup. Stay and have dinner with me today, okay?”

As Malcolm looked at her melancholy eyes, those words of refusal got stuck in his throat.

With much patience, he stopped in his tracks. “Okay.”

Naomi smiled through tears. Seeing the handsome man serving her soup, she could not resist grabbing her phone and taking a picture of the scene and the tulips.

Then she smiled and clicked the “send” button.

In the hospital, Tabitha was going through the discharge formalities.

She did not want to make Alaric worry, nor did she want Malcolm to go against his conscience by continually going to her. Therefore, she completed the discharge procedures on the same day.

The doctor said that she just needed to be careful not to touch cold water and that she did not need to get hospitalized.

Before she got home, she received a text message from an unfamiliar number.

[The flowers you planted are very beautiful. I like them very much. Thank you.]

In the photo, a bunch of tulips was in full bloom.

On the right side of the photo, there was another familiar figure serving soup from a delicate small pot.

Tabitha’s eyes tingled instantaneously..

She took a deep breath and went home with a sullen face.

When she got home, she went straight to the garden and found a lot of tulips were indeed missing.

She immediately called George over. “Why are so many flowers missing?”

George was stunned and replied, “Mrs. Sinclair, Mr. Sinclair came home. just now and cut a bunch of flowers. I thought he sent them to the hospital for you…”

At that moment, George had intended to tell Malcolm that Tabitha had an allergy and should not be exposed to the fragrance of flowers during her stay in the hospital.

Tabitha felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured over her head, her fingernails digging deep into her palm.

‘How dare Malcolm cut off my carefully cultivated tulips just to please Naomi? How could he use the flowers I planted to please that woman? He’s gone too far, Tabitha thought with gritted teeth.

In an instant, Tabitha’s allergy appeared to worsen. Gazing at the flowers. in full bloom in the yard, she almost could not breathe.

She clutched her chest, calmed herself down, and spoke calmly. “George, go and get some men to raze this garden.”

George was surprised. “But Mrs. Sinclair, you spent a lot of effort planting them.”

‘Indeed. I spent a lot of effort planting them. I spent more than that to please him,’ Tabitha thought.

She thought Malcolm liked tulips, so she overlooked her allergies and wanted to plant a garden of fragrant flowers for him.

‘But what do I get in the end?’ she asked herself bitterly.

Malcolm gave her token of affection to Naomi and trampled on her JM MI GBG BBW genuineness.

IN IN As if laughing at herself for being silly, Tabitha smiled and said in a flat voice, “I’m allergic to these flowers… The doctor told me to rest well, so I better get them removed.”

She smiled, and her voice was as gentle as a breeze, yet somehow George felt a twinge of sadness in his heart.

“That’s right. Let’s get rid of them. Mrs. Sinclair, you should think about your health first,” George said.

Tabitha watched the once well-maintained garden slowly becoming barren, and her heart gradually felt calm.

It was already past nine when Malcolm returned to the Sinclair residence.

As he passed the garden, he accidentally noticed that the once vibrant sea of tulip flowers had become bare.

Malcolm frowned and called George over and asked, “What’s going on?”

George said, “It was Mrs. Sinclair’s order.”

Malcolm was slightly stunned. “Is she discharged from the hospital?”

George explained, “Yes, Mrs. Sinclair returned in the evening. She has at pollen allergy. Since these flowers are in full bloom and can make her uncomfortable, she ordered us to shovel them off.”

‘After two years of marriage, why didn’t I ever know she has a pollen allergy?’ he wondered.

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