Chasing His Runaway Wife

Chapter 53

Riley’s expression shifted slightly, and his

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Malcolm narrowed his eyes and warned in a hostile voice, “This concerns my wife. You better be

honest.”

Riley wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and replied in a trembling voice, “To answer your question,

Mrs. Sinclair did indeed visit our hotel over two months ago, and I personally attended to her.”

“Mrs. Sinclair came to Quilton for a visit. She felt unwell, so she rested at the hotel. She asked about

your room number and I provided it directly to her,” Riley continued.

Hearing Riley’s reply, Malcolm vaguely pieced something together but didn’t know what he was

expecting. His voice carried a hint of urgency as he asked, “When did she check in?”

“On October 10th,” Riley replied.

A faint, imperceptible disappointment surged within Malcolm.

“The timeline did not match!‘ he exclaimed in his heart.

He was with Naomi on October 12th.

His voice had turned utterly cold when he spoke again, “What happened later?”

Riley started sweating profusely as he said, “There was a minor power issue that night and the

electricity went off for a while, so the room card malfunctioned. I wanted to check on Mrs. Sinclair and

see if she needed emergency service, but it seemed there was a drunken man in her room… I’m afraid

of stirring up trouble, so I dared not to ask any question and left as if I hadn’t seen anything…”

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Malcolm naturally understood Riley’s implication. The latter thought that he had caught Tabitha in an

affair.

“What happened after that?” Malcomn asked further.

After Riley observed Malcolm’s inscrutable expression, he swallowed nervously before he tried to

remember what happened next, “When Mrs. Sinclair checked out the next day, she asked me about

when you returned the previous night and when you left…”

Riley then realized that a drunken intruder had entered Tabitha’s room, and she mistook the intruder for

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She had taken Malcolm’s room card, and with the power supply issue, it was understandable that she

would mistake him for someone else..

A sense of suspended agitation suddenly crashed down, leaving Malcolm’s mind momentarily blank.

‘Could it really be like that?‘ he pondered.

Malcolm had countless thoughts about the child in Tabitha’s belly, but he didn’t expect it to be so

absurd.

Feeling something amiss, he stared at Riley intensely. “I want to check the surveillance footage.”

The latter hurriedly said, “After the power outage that night, the surveillance only resumed the next

afternoon, so there’s no recording of that period. I feared losing my job due to negligence and thus

concealed the truth from Mrs. Sinclair…”

Malcolm’s heart sank straight down. In prolonged silence, an indescribable mix of emotions flooded his

mind, leaving him in unprecedented confusion.

Riley had left for a long time, but he was still sitting on the couch stiffly

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and couldn’t come back to his senses.

Images of Tabitha’s pale face, her angry accusatory eyes, and the gradual shift to disappointment and

indifference kept flashing through his mind…

Tabitha had always held a firm belief that the child was theirs. After he had denied the child’s identity,

he now understood why she had grown sensitive and angry.

Malcolm picked up his phone and inadvertently scrolled through Tabitha’s number.

The call accidentally connected, and Tabitha’s voice came through coldly, “Malcolm? What do you

want?”

Listening to her flat tone that was devoid of any emotions, Malcolm’s throat tightened slightly.

When he misunderstood Tabitha before, he could easily hurt and mock her without any psychological

obstacles.

However, now that he knew the truth, he suddenly didn’t know how to talk to her.

He couldn’t bear to reveal the truth. Neither Tabitha nor Alaric could

accept it…

“If you’re not going to speak, then hang up,” Tabitha said.

Tabitha hung up the phone after waiting for Malcolm to respond for a long time. A hint of mockery

flashed in her eyes.

She thought maybe Malcolm had just accidentally dialed her number while socializing and drinking.

Malcolm heard the beep of his phone and put it away expressionlessly.

Guilt, confusion, doubt, and disappointment… Various complex emotions

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intertwined within him. Eventually, he called out to Saul.

“Continue to investigate what happened in the hotel. We must identify that drunken man,” he ordered.

“Understood!” Saul replied.

Saul felt that the recent investigations were getting stranger by the day, but he didn’t dare to say much.