Chapter 2

Chapter 2 She Might Be Pregnant It turned out that Malcolm became so gentle and proactive because of another woman.

After a long time, Tabitha came back to her senses, her hands and feet cold from the shock.

“Does Grandpa Alaric know?” She forced the words out of her mouth.

At the time of their marriage, Alaric had declared that if Malcolm dared to divorce, he would revoke Malcolm’s right to inheritance.

Tabitha intended to show concern, but Malcolm frowned slightly. He thought Tabitha wanted to suppress him using his grandfather’s name.

“I’ll explain it to Grandpa. You don’t have to worry about it.” Malcolm’s tone suddenly became distant and indifferent, and Tabitha felt a little helpless.

Seeing Tabitha’s pale face, Malcolm felt a twinge of guilt in his heart, but the feeling was momentary.

He took out the divorce agreement and said with pursed lips, “As compensation, I’ll leave this house to you, plus 16 million dollars. If you still think it’s not enough, you can suggest your terms.”

He had no feelings for Tabitha. In the past two years, he had treated her with courtesy and had never touched her. He thought that such compensation was enough.

Seeing that Malcolm had even prepared the divorce agreement, Tabitha knew that nothing could waver his decision. A feeling of bitterness crept into her heart.

She took the agreement and read through it. All the compensation was stated on it.

When Malcolm saw her accept the divorce agreement, his expression softened. “You can read it carefully and give it to me in three days.”

“Okay. I understand,” Tabitha replied.

‘Six years of love, two years of marriage, and, in the end, a warmthless paper is all it takes to end it,’

Tabitha thought.

Tabitha laughed at herself self-deprecatingly. It turned out that this was her real gift for this wedding anniversary.

“Can you tell me what kind of person she is?” she asked.

Malcolm replied indifferently, “We’ve known each other for many years. She saved my life when I was young.”

‘No wonder. Malcolm is aloof, distant, and disinterested in women. How could the girl who got close to him be an ordinary person like me?’ Tabitha mused.

She lowered her eyes to conceal the bitterness in them.

The delicious smell that filled the room a moment ago slowly faded away, and the plate of steamed fish in front of her had turned cold.

When Tabitha caught a whiff of the fishy odor, she suddenly felt sick. She pressed the table and began to retch.

Instinctively, Malcolm held her.

“What’s wrong with you?” he asked.

As Tabitha noticed the concern on Malcolm’s handsome face, her eyes turned slightly red.

She remembered that back in those days, he had also held her with the same big, warm hands and pulled her out of the abyss of despair.

Tabitha pushed him away and said in a hushed voice, “I’m fine. Maybe I caught a cold just now. I’ll be okay after resting in my room.”

They were on the verge of becoming strangers, and the tenderness before their parting only made Tabitha’s heart ache.

Malcolm didn’t insist. “If you are still not feeling well, don’t be so hard on yourself. You should go to see a doctor.”

Right then, his phone rang. He looked down at the caller ID and quickly answered it.

Malcolm was handsome and elegant. When he looked down at something, he appeared extremely gentle and sentimental.

A sweet voice came from the other end of the phone. “Malcolm, where are you?”

Tabitha’s breath hitched, and she turned away and tried not to look at him.

Malcolm lowered his voice, sounding tender and affectionate. “What’s wrong?”

“I’ve been feeling uneasy in my belly, Malcolm. It’s the first time I’m having a baby, and I’m a little scared,” the woman expressed over the phone.

Malcolm frowned slightly and said with a hint of weariness, “Just stay there. I’ll come over now.”

He nodded to Tabitha and quickly put on his coat and went out. Instantly, the living room went quiet again.

The dishes on the table, barely touched, had cooled down completely, much like Tabitha’s abandoned heart.

The fishy smell kept wafting toward her, and her stomach churned badly. Tabitha’s expression suddenly changed, and she hurried to the bathroom, vomiting uncontrollably.

George Grant, the butler, heard the noise and ran over, asking worriedly, “Mrs. Sinclair, what’s wrong with you?”

“I’m fine. I accidentally got exposed to the cold wind,” Tabitha explained.

George sighed resignedly, “I told you to let the chef cook for you, but you insisted on cooking yourself, touching cold water on top of being exposed to the cold wind…”

After George finished nagging, he went to look for medicine, feeling sorry for Tabitha.

Tabitha looked at her pale face in the mirror and felt a little uneasy.

The Jarvis family practiced medicine, and she later chose to major in traditional medicine. After graduating, she inherited the small clinic left by her grandfather and became a traditional medicine practitioner.

Tabitha had some guesses about her reactions and symptoms.

Moreover, she hadn’t had her period this month.

Tabitha’s heart thumped. She decided to go to the hospital the next day for a detailed examination.

The next day, at the hospital, Tabitha went to the obstetrics and gynecology department with a list for examination. The corridor was crowded with many people.

There were newlyweds with sweet anticipation on their faces and young couples excitedly discussing wedding plans.

Tabitha stood alone in a corner as if she were in another lonely world, out of place with her surroundings.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure who was tall and handsome. Stunned, she subconsciously wanted to avoid him.

But Malcolm already saw her.

“Tabitha, why are you here?” he asked.

Malcolm glanced at the signage of the obstetrics and gynecology department, a peculiar expression flashing in his eyes.

Tabitha had to bite the bullet and greet him. Recalling the accidental intimacy that night, she opened her mouth to say something, but at the last moment, she changed her words.

“I’m here for a physical examination, and I happened to pass by,” she said.

Malcolm stared at her with his blue eyes as if wanting to say something, but a doctor in the department called for him and interrupted him.

“I’m busy. Take care of yourself,” Malcolm said before leaving.

Tabitha nodded and watched him turn around to leave in a hurry. She bit her lip, hiding quietly in the corner of the corridor.

‘He’s probably here to accompany that woman for a prenatal check-up,’ she pondered. At that thought, Tabitha felt depressed.

She wanted to catch a glimpse of the woman who could make Malcolm care so much.

People came and went. Tabitha waited for a long time before she saw a petite woman walking out, holding Malcolm’s arm.

From Tabitha’s point of view, she could only see the woman’s profile and back.

A single glance made Tabitha stiffen, and her blood froze for a moment.

‘Didn’t I see that woman just now?’ she wondered.